Lyrics
Shout
out
Shmoke
All
of
the
bridges
been
falling
down
No
one
here,
don't
make
a
sound
Lately
we
been
falling
out
Can't
think
straight,
just
feelin'
loud
You
hold
me
back
but
I'm
still
around
Back
and
forth
but
I'm
staying
down
Break
ups,
I
done
lost
count
Plug
numb,
but
that
bone
is
round
I
wish
that
we
could
just
promise,
promise
Go
back
to
the
hood
if
I'm
honest,
be
honest
Back
to
the
drawing
board,
wish
we
could
solve
it
I'm
leveling
up,
I
been
out
here
evolving
You
just
ain't
the
same
no
more
Poetic,
no
justice,
no
peace,
so
it
fades
All
of
this
drama
and
all
of
this
shade
Done
drained
us,
wishy
and
squashy,
I
made
A
spade
is
a
spade,
I
was
your
ace
We
used
to
fifty
to
profit,
the
high
that
we
hit
You
just
never
hopped
off,
it's
a
quick
nigga,
swift
nigga
I
had
to
slow
up
my
pace
Marathon
moments
but
you
caught
you
a
case
All
of
that
karma,
it
caught
you
and
somehow
the
bond
just
erased
Savage,
I'm
savage,
there's
savage
all
in
me
I'm
drippy,
dripped
in
this
Fenty
Purchasing
Bentley's,
gassed
up
on
empty
Took
me
a
drive,
this
shit,
nah,
this
shit
ain't
right
A
hater
ain't
with
me,
I
felt
that
shit
instantly
It
hit
me,
it
hit
me,
it's
still
fucking
with
me
Can
we
take
it
back
to
ten?
I
got
five,
you
got
five
Flip
it,
can
we
go
back
to
road
trips
and
rentin'?
My
vision
is
tinted,
it's
changin',
like
how
we
ain't
make
it?
How
we
ain't
once
in
a
life
and
ain't
take
it?
Kaliii,
G,
ha,
ha
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
oh,
yeah
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
Baby
said
get
it
'cause
she
know
that
I
got
it
Drapery
and
Gucci,
that
Fendi,
that
Prada
See
it
and
she
want
it,
my
hustle
the
hardest
Designer
fresh,
I'm
flocking
Baby
say
"Class,
he
poppin'",
he
poppin'
Band
boy
baby,
I'm
hot
shit,
I'm
hot
shit
I'ma
press
on
like
a
mosh
pit
Only
ride
foreigns,
no
stock
shit
The
boy
R&B
but
I
pop
shit
Kaliii
fly
high,
she
a
rocket
Iced
out
her
Rollie,
she
rockin'
Real
nigga
stole
her
heart
like
a
robber
Got
her
in
the
lab,
then
we
vibin'
I
wanna
take
a
bite
like
I'm
wy-ing
Baby
think
I'm
real
like
I'm
lions
Make
her
scream
my
name
like
a
riot
She
can
ride
stick
like
a
cockpit,
yeah
(Say
Class)
Ayy,
she
can
ride
stick
like
a
cockpit
Kaliii,
look,
look
She
can
ride
stick
like
a
cockpit,
yeah,
like
a
cockpit
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
oh,
yeah
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
We
leveling
up,
ayy
You
already
know
It's
the
year
of
the
Classy
That's
AT
on
the
track,
huh?
Kaliii,
I
see
you
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