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Levi Stone Walker
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Yeah, Levi had to kill it Yeah, this beat seems nostalgic Yeah, my crib always hoppin' Yeah, like this sweater your mom knit Yeah, I keep those lights dim lit Yeah, clerk think my cash counterfeit Yeah, don't follow me I gotta dip Yeah, snatch your girl she slobbin (What?) On my, on my, on my, on my knob bitch What you say 'bout me snitch All mall core ass 'Crombie Fitch Throw your dead ass in the ditch I'm always on the grind bitch Blue snowball I'm sliming it Friends think I'm all out of it You know MT just can not quit Yeah- rubba ruh- rub a dub dub in the tub Rip it off bitch yeah that's another stub Play ball with the haters catch another dub Rep the boys like a mama bear and her cubs Pair me with ya friend, bitch that's a mismatch Fresh on the track, like I swallow tic tacs Order up at Logan's, I eat baby back Blow me kisses in class, yeah I'm cuffin me a snack Intergalactic planetary Monetary values are all I see The stars are shining and the bars are aligning Just look at me now I'm flexing via rhyming Execute comedy with excellent timing A lot of you out there are slums being slimy You got a problem with me? I solve it with an IV Spreadin' my sauce splash it on my cuisine I bring out the crowds and we all start to riot Like my boy Squarepants just say fry it I'm a walking living legend that resembles Seth Rogan I was heavily influenced, shout out to Rowlan I tried my damn best to get the damn ball rolling Popularity rising like it really ain't nothing Codeine Crew looking like the next sensation We be treading all over the goddamn nation Watch me go and buy bout twelve carnations Trying to jump start a specific relation Gossiping about me go throw quotations The end is near, have you read revelations? The demons are speaking moving my mouth for me Haven't ate for days, that is malnourishing You know who they pick for dodgeball drafting First is me, and then whoever else is rapping Tryna get more than I've ever got before I be in the trenches like it's 1944 I feel it in my back- goddamn so sore I carry this beat like a taxi does a whore Prop normies up, yeah they be knocking at my door Saying "Levi this verse really shook me to the core" Never heard a dude like this, always on the night shift After this song you'll need a damn medkit Third degree burns are hard to heal (keep going) And with this flame I've cooked your last meal You should take it slow man, c'mon easy does it Twist the knob bruh, I know you want more of it A couple months back I filled out an application In the back of my mind, I pondered fornication Who would I meet at this new occupation Thought I might send my location Yeah fuck off of me fuck off of you Fuck off to anybody that wanna join my crew If you are beefing me boy I know it's hella hard If you had a hero name it would be Super Tard Your girl is playing with me, but damn she a fat lard Don't cry S-tier loser pull the tear card You think your tougher than me, so what's up with the body guard? Crawl back in your hole lemme rain some mental shards Might as well pray to me you dunce I am your god- Now please bow before me I know I already told you once I don't fuck with basic girls I shoot the long shot WhoIsMike shaking us with his shifty hip hop Yeah, I walk in the spot and they crowd around me Finesse a Spanish bitch wanna cuddle say "sí" My fans want a pic you know I make em say Cheese!
Writer(s): Levi Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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