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fire octagon - levitate lyrics

levitate
hunnid bullets levitate
i got bread today
woke up got some f+ckin’ bread today
got some f+ckin head today

aye, aye

levitate, levitate, helivate, levitate
diamond wet like a lake
you already know what i’m f+ckin saying
woke up i feel great today
just got some head today
imma let the weapon spray
your b+tch got the wedding cake

diamonds they wet like a lake
speedin’, ain’t got no brake
yeah i pull up on ya
i’m finna levitatе, i’m finna levitate

yeah, i’m finna lеvitate
my money comin’ in yesterday
yeah i be stacking that guala foreally
cause you know that i’m ’boutta flex today
levitate, levitate
levitate, levitate
yeah, let’s go
no, no, no no
yeah, yeah, yeah
levitate, levitate, uh ya, levitate
oh, you don’t know what the message is
but i’m breaking it down for you
and we going past the moon
pop too many caffeine pills
i freestyle from my bathroom
run the game like a triathalon
we can see you lame, i don’t know what all that acting for
biggest in the game, i don’t got time for all that back and forth
wocky in my luggage, now you know what all that baggage for
take you on a journey it’s a mothaf+ckin’ great one
way too saucy with the high steaks, call it a1
fiji water on my f+cking wrist you know that sh+t be frozen
and i got my water comin’ fully out the fiji ocean
and my wrist is on anemic low
i got your b+tch wet don’t need no lotion
and i’m sipping on my purple potion
yeah, stop it with the mm, with the trap cap

i just be sipping that wock
run up on me you get hit with a glock
i got a xanny, it’s up in my sock
she take off her panties, i’m ready to rock
i tell her get ready spaghetti, with sauce
i’m off of the perky my eyes be crossed
i got me some green, now i’m calling it moss
i walk in to lewis vuitton and you not
you worried bout dollar tree, prolly your cost
cause i saw you in louis, you gotta be lost
i crabwalk all day, judge a man by his walk
i just got bit by the ice on my wrist
all my diamonds they covered in frosted flakes
you got no hoes, man you lost ya date
go to the froster place
but robby he’s f+ckin’ with allo, ok
one two three, f+ck with me
one two three, f+ck with me, ok
one two three, f+ck with me
one two three, f+ck with me, ok

- fire octagon lyrics

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