lirik lagu king sinatra - levels (freestyle) #friday16s (feat.g'ivnni)
(g’vinni)
verse 1:
i got p-ssy all on my fingers
call log full of bad hoes
we get it popping like pringles
she wet & i f-ck that -ss in my bathrobe
got og all in my section
get the f-ck from me wit that reggie
she peeping me cause i’m rapping
it’s g’ivnni b-tch get beheaded
no versace don’t try me my hobby is rapping i don’t see n0body like n-ggas is absent
the weed that i’m hitting lil b in my system i flex 50 b-tches got dam i’m attractive
wake up to two b-tches they don’t f-ck wit remy i witnessed them kissing
attacking my d-ck nah i’m poking they kidneys, stick then dismiss them
dope as the c0ke that her nose should be sniffing
i’m just rapping and sh-t
ride wit a b-tch that be trapping and sh-t
gorgeous as f-ck wit that mac on her lips
thugging as f-ck with that mac on her hip
cloud gang b-tch they be gripping that tech
disrespect set then yo sh-t will get wet
gunning for checks so she coming for s-x
never mind that i’m in love with the neck
k!ll sh-t wit that ill sh-t, that c0ke man, her nose in
on some trill sh-t, wit a trill b-tch, she gimme head wit her golds in
get a dose in of that dope man, i’m the dope man
going postal like the post man
on my high horse that trojan
on the clock for them figures
claiming that spot you an op you get finished
plotting to be at the top wit my n-ggas
i’mma sit back and sinatra gone k!ll them
(king sinatra)
verse 2:
level 1, level 2, level 3, level 4
i’m dope like i got c0ke in my core
i got goals that i gotta shoot for
that as soon as i achieve i’m getting paper galore
my clip extended, my b-tches be mixed
she play with my b-lls, as suck on my d-ck
my closet a dojo, i got too much kicks
i murder these beats, and i bury this sh-t
the rap game got levels boy
i gift wrap raps like christmas toy
i am… so about it these n-ggas is fluke
money’s sweet as ice cream and, i’m trynna get a scoop
i don’t ever fix sh-t tho, i carry a tool
but that a mess of you and make scavenger food
it’s off with they’re heads if they not on my team
i am giving no f-cks if it’s not about cream
i’m back, and i’m spazzing for weekly 16s
murder the beat and, i’m leaving the scene
witness the monster that’s in here the conquer
play with my bucks and i issue you murder
load up the 40 while sipping bacardi
then implement pain all over your body
i’mma never be the victim in a murder scene
cause everyday and night i’m outchea k!lling things
i got bullets that uh give your b-tch a belly ring
so, join us or get murdered by the murder team
they cold now but they melt like ice cream
punched him in the stomach he regurgitate his self esteem
to beat us you gon’need a f-cking army
when them go flying better hope you not a target
i’m sinatra motherf-cker but i shoot like jordan
and is it ironic that i got on jordans
fire red 3’s and my feet still burning
mastered the art and these b-tches still learning
and i don’t give f-cks like i cut my s-x organs
i got sk!lls so my victory is certain
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