LVLitup

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[Intro: Bonnie Blunts] Yo, it's time to let these nigga's know what time it is It's that LVL, Henny Honey, chika mala shit (Yah) Yo, like, like [Chorus: Bonnie Blunts] Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like it's a stick up Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like a motherfuckin' stick up [Verse 1: Bonnie Blunts] Tell a bad bitch, "Girl let's go hang" My chick Tammy, that's her name My lil Henny Honeys run that gang Bring that pain Fuck a nigga brain up Roll baseball bats, pop brain cells Bust one shell, now he in a love spell He lift me off like a dumbbell And get deep in the pussy like an inkwell Fuck wit' a real bitch when you see one Never fun to drop names, can't be one Bet the lames in my lane catchin' waves, I'm breezin' Sip the [?] bitch, you ain't gettin' on Blaze off the bong, hittin' like a gong He wanna see me in my thong, hit it for long Sip it till it's all gone, liquor too strong Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, hit it till dawn Eyes get so low call me Ching-Chong I get so throwed making phone calls Hittin' my ex like, "Damn ya so wrong" Hang up the jack like, "Fuck it I'm on" 1, 2, or maybe even 3 Sip henessy and give shots to my enemies Next thing you know they singin' all my melodies They know better when they fuckin' with celebrities Bossed up and I never fold Fall's back and it's getting cold Only rockin' Tim's if they double soled Never sold my pussy and I never sold my soul Throwin' money on my ballerinas on the pole Runnin' with my team, LVL on the road Twistin' up blunts like a casserole Can't apologize for being flashy, yo [Chorus: Bonnie Blunts] Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like it's a stick up Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like a motherfuckin' stick up [Verse 2: Bonnie Blunts] Pussy game so insane All these nigga's know my name Straight to the brain, got that cocaine Got 'em gassed up wit' no propane My Henny Honeys, they come first Sip double cups, and go berserk They bust it open and make it twerk Go up and down, leave nigga's hurt Hater bitch, put you in a hearse That's 6 feet under, up in the dirt They go to sleep, I go to work I'm rollin' weed, blunts in my purse Tell a bitch to pay me if she want a verse If I'm on a beat then it's gettin' murked On a late night creep, I fuckin' lurk High up in the sky, but I'm down to earth Like 1, like 2, like 3, or 4 I'm high, with 2, or 3, or more My nigga's one call away Disrespect, gettin' sprayed Don't really care who in the way So I think it's best that you play it safe Leveled up, we gettin' paid Playlists I'm gettin' faved I wake and bake, rise like a cake Then levitate, then change the game Smokin' on that grade A, they smokin' on that plane Jane Talkin' bout them same old things I don't fuck with those lames (I love this world) [Chorus: Bonnie Blunts] Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like it's a stick up Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like a motherfuckin' stick up [Verse 3: Neako] Skinny nigga, tattoos, wearin' no shirt It's a million of them and only one of me On this whole big motherfuckin' earth Bet ya bitch let me gurk, put in work Wit' my Nigga's from the turf With the log, we don't flirt Analyzin' my verse, they despise all my work Cause they girls realize what I'm worth And then it's down wit' her skirt Then I skrrt to the next thing What we did it was kind of like wrestling DDT that pussy, Stone Cold Stunna' Couldn't find the bitch now, never took her number Hold on let me get right While my flows get loose you could sit tight Through my shades, yeah it's always midnight Got a blunt 'bout as long as a street light Light it on the west, you can smell it on the east side Then her pussy threw the peace sign Then I blow another weed cloud Then I hop right in, stick shift, low gear Bust it open, girl we out Cars and planes, my transportation when I make my way Anywhere that I gotta be, ride wit' me, you gettin' high today Everyday is like a holiday I had Christmas this mornin', had New Years last Friday I'm never sober on the highway (3000, 3000, 3000) [Chorus: Bonnie Blunts] Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like it's a stick up Blunts get lit up Better get ya hands up, like a motherfuckin stick up
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Credits
- Writers
- Bonnie B
- Neako