paroles de chanson LEVELED UP! - Broke Boi J

(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah, huh, yeah)
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(Oh, yeah, huh) (Yeah)
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(Oh, yeah, huh) (Yeah)
(Oh, yeah, uh) (Yeah)
(Oh yeah)

Yeah, ha
Why they playing on my top
Me and txydo got a, got a glock
I know they want to see me fall
My chain from Johnny Dang, yo chain from the mall
I just want her for the FaceTime, ain't no call
J and txy always in the stu' cause that's our job
And we doing 350, like what's a law
Better come get your whore, I put D all in her jaw

I got a K on me
Nigga down bad, like the tank on E
Walk round with this za in my pocket, like what is this stank on me
Walk round with the bank on me
I stay with the gang, on me
Young nigga txydo, you already know that I'm clean
She want to be with me
Like girl what you see in me
I know I'm going up, cause these niggas ain't believe in me
Like where you going baby, you freeing me
Like bitch I got that heat on me
I be sippin the 4 like Hennessy
You ain't friend boy, you is a enemy
Me and J slide with a K
He don't want smoke with my gang
That chop got a kick, liu kang
Bae you hurting my brain
Yeah you know I been going insane
I don't think I love her the same
And now I'm trying to go in pain
I don't got nothing to claim

Yeah, ha
Why they playing on my top
Me and txydo got a, got a glock
I know they want to see me fall
My chain from Johnny Dang, yo chain from the mall
I just want her for the FaceTime, ain't no call
J and txy always in the stu' cause that's our job
And we doing 350, like what's a law
Better come get your whore, I put D all in her jaw

Me and txydo raising hell (Okay)
Smoking za, like what's that smell
Kick ya door, we gon prevail
I wish the opps well
Smoking on that stank
Hit em with that glock boy ain't no shank
Feel like playboi carti, yeah I got a new tank
I got a new hoe yeah I got a new bae
We gon send him up
Put that little boy up in that trunk

I don't stop cause the beat still going
2 Twin glocks, just like Dolan
You said my music sucks, boy you ho-ing
You said my music stuck, boy I'm glowing, boy I'm glowing
Yeah, uh
Yeah, I ball like gilbert arenas
I'm in this junk for a reason
I been in this junk, boy you a baby, yeah you still teething
Glock up on me bust
Make sure he not breathing
That hoe get to heating

Ha, ha, yeah yeah
Ok I'm done