VRN Drxw - LEVELS (feat. quatchi) Lyrics

Death certificate, who wanna sign it
Supernova to the game I'm so blinding
Like a cup a wine I been the finest
Fenty drip shine bright like a diamond
2 tone shawty mix it up 88 keys
Shawty can't sit on the dick ADHD
Your mind been cooked over easy for you met me
Messi, I been kicking Shi since chun li
Aye, shoutout SCR shoutout VRN
Im too lit for the party never needed dim
This the next level baby go ascension
Word to Tia if you know that's my evil twin
Aye you know we rage like YRG
In the club big steppin,squeeze past pardon me
In the wild , when a part the crowd like the Red Sea
Red in my eyes sharingan energy
Hah!
Hit 'em in the Van, godDamn, ima Rob boy
Posted with the Filipinos, smoking on some bok choy
Gotta keep a dick by my cock, Robocop boy
Ima go retarded with the heater, Cheddar Bob boy (pew pew pew)
JB how I pop, lock, drop, yo Blocboy
I ain't Andy, you ain't confiscating my toys (there's a snake in my boot!)
Love Packman, but damn, cop a bra boy
Been him since middle school, real 6 God, boy (ya dun know, eh?)
Line your mans up, f*ck a taper
She think I'm pulling out a dildo, it's a f*cking taser (f*ck!)
Turning 23 next year, so it's f*ck the Lakers
Go Malik Beasley on your bitch
Ima thug shaker
Undertaker how I pull up
Coming out of vapor
Macarena on your body in my Chuck Taylor's (ahh!)
Ima air this bitch out, call me Yung Yeager
MPJ out in Denver, I'm a Nugget Laser
VRN, and it's tatted on my nut sack (you wanna see?)
BFB flow, I'm reaching in my lunch bag
Bitch said I wouldn't hit her, so I spun back
Left right, body hook
F*ck a One Punch, Man
Acapella on this bitch
Cause it's f*ck rap
Seen your bitch air hump
So I hump back
F*ckin' in the whip, might take off a hub cap
She crying after sex, "that was rough"
But that's a love tap
Eating Bojangles chicken with no honey mustard
I be dressing up as women, I be undercover
I ain't ever use a plunger, got it out the gutter
Hoopin' off a Yerkocet 30, every shot is butter (hah!)
I'm the type to drop shot when I'm cross-map
In yo' hood, holding nuts like a jock strap
How you say you pop smoke, but don't pop back?
This shit a light pack, you don't wanna see talk rap
Bitch told me drop crotch, like I'm Shannon Sharpe
Vinland Saga, you don't wanna see the cannon spark
Drake f*cking on some bitches that watch Baby Shark
Always keep some iron on my body like I'm Tony Stark
Got some hair, but I'm balding like I'm Tony Shhnow
You can't ever pass me like I'm playing zone
Underrated in this bitch, like I'm Kipp Stone
Got a homie but he bald like he Frozone
Ima scream at my bitch like I'm Joe Budden
Out the DMV, clean as f*ck, no funny
Tell a bitch "No PGA, stroke it for me"
VRN Dark Horse Gang, y'all some f*cking ponies (fah!)
F*cking phony
PlayStation stick is quipped branded by Sony
She wanna hawk down my dick feeling like Tony
Told that bih to fetch like a dog she just want the boney
Go Clyde hoe, I been tryna drex her Drexler
Pussy is bald uncle fester
Vesper shoot my shot till I do arrest her
Dexter been in the lab might run a test first
Aye
Everything you know in this WRLD was a f*ckin lie
So just lay down your life for the f*ckin Tribe
QDSB the one f*ck that starting 5
I be feeling like a gun pull up it's fye
Aye, cut the beat like I cut all my loses
At first life is hell but I learned how to cross it
You throwing up signs and it's making me nauseous
You ain't got no set , sit yo ass in the office
F*ck all the niggas that's not VRN
Besides all the bros that's affiliated
You ride for these niggas she riding my dick
The difference is they don't know that you exist little bitch