Figurezjay - Levitate Lyrics

Knock a nigga he think he tall tell him get up nigga trynna ball he took a shot and nigga Hick up'd nigga mad as hell i'm beating his bitch and she won't pick up aye I'm in your House having a party like it's kid and play
Brodie named Nintendo cause he walking around with a switch
I just hit the wood inside the booth that shit made me glitch
Ask me what I want out this life and I say really rich

She ask me what the f*ck that I mean and I say limitles
Bitch I'm off in 1942 so I'm gon' finish this
Chrome heart, Matty denim bum, you ain't getting this
2025, I'm cashing GLEs at dealerships

Bad bitch at the bank today, she like my penmanship
Sitting in the booth with Spigg today, oh he a Wockstar
I ain't got no bands on me, Brody, but they not far
Riding in the Cullinan, it's crazy, I was in a cop car

Momma listen, your son dun made it , I'm f*ckin' Popstar
I'm f*ckin' with you girl, just know I want your soul and mind
Looking deep inside your eyes, thinking about breaking your spine
Crazy how you be at work and I just know I'm on your mind

I ain't making love to no bitch, I ain't taking my time
You can hold my hand, you can hold my ...
Ayy, I ain't trippin' if you got a man, I ain't trippin' if you got a man
Cause honestly I understand, life don't go as we plan

Life don't go as we plan
I get high to the point, I don't see no ceilings
I get high to the point, I don't see no ceilings
AMG in the hood, and its growling through the valley

I was getting my dick sucked while she was watching some P-Valley
Only doing real shows, you niggas doing pep rallies
My bitch come with real bundles, she ain't never been to Sally's
I done hit a lot of hoes, but honestly they never had me

This expensive fabric, bitch, so listen to me, please don't grab me
I like foreign whips and shit for real, I get it from my daddy
I take 9K outside the bank cause I don't want a sign
It ain't 200 M's , or better baby, I won't sign a line

Hold me down and love me long time, everything be fine
Trying to send you somewhere Tropic, baby, to ease your mind
I like shopping at Designer District to Ease my mind &
To my old hoes, let a nigga f*ck for old times

I done killed a pussy, I done killed that shit like 9 times
I ain't no snitch, I'm f*cking all 10s, I guess I'm dropping dimes
I ain't no blood, but I know niggas who get mad if you drop a 5
I'm spontaneous as f*ck, I'm shooting vids, on ocean drive

To Get this lit in this life for real, my dawg, I had to die
Feel like R. Kelly inside the booth, cause Brody, I can fly
Niggas say that they more lit than Who?, these niggas fried
I got bags under my eyes, but they Goyard baby

You got bags under your eyes, but they CC baby
I'm on your mind, I'm on your spirit, I know I drive, you crazy
Press a button in the coupe, feel like I'm levitating
Five

Levitating
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Levitating
Three

Levitating
Two
Levitating
One

Levitating
Lift off
Levitating
Levitating

Unf*ckwit- able


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