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I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin' You think you fuckin' with me, boy, you tweakin' Ready for war, I just need me a reason I'm gettin' buckets in regular season Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin' I got the game in my motherfuckin' pocket All of this rappin' and shit just an option I'm finna cook in the stu', Betty Crock' it I'm finna take off in rap like a rocket Hop on a yacht in Miami to surf it With hella bitches, they drinkin' and twerkin' Don't post on stories, my shorty be lurkin' Can't stop the grind for no bitch, it ain't worth it Go to Milan for the week of the fashion Addicted to dressin', I drip with a passion Your nigga know I'm that nigga, just ask him Look at the diamonds, they hittin', they dancin' I'm from the trenches, I learned how to hustle I get the cabbage, the lettuce, the Brussel I make a million, then triple, then double Upgrade the Glock with a laser and muzzle I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin' Letras de cancionesYou think you fuckin' with me, boy, you tweakin' Ready for war, I just need me a reason I'm gettin' buckets in regular season Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it (What?) Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' (Ugh) Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin' (Gang, yeah, nigga, yeah) Pull up in Maybach, yeah, we finna swerve (Skrrt) Like my bitch thick with a whole lot of curve They payin' the kid just to say all these words Gotta go drop them bands, tryna get you a verse Nigga, stop tweetin', that shit for the birds (Brr) In the booth geekin' like I was some nerd Just woke up to a check, nigga, like it's the first Just woke up to a check, yeah, I'm thumbin' through cheese Yeah, niggas can't do it like me (Like me) I'm countin' pape' while you sleep, countin' sheep Tell your bitch pour me up, I ain't sippin' no tea Tell that boy tie his lace, ain't no trippin' on me In a Wraith, slidin' round, bitch, I'm with DDG Yeah, my niggas be wildin', they spin, DVD Off that gas, on a whole 'nother level, I'm geeked [Chorus: DDG] I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin' You think you fuckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin' Ready for war, I just need me a reason I'm gettin' buckets in regular season Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin' I heard Luh Tyler wanna fuck with one of my exes, I throwed a lob like it's nothin' Like it's a fast break and it's twenty more seconds, he slam dunk it, Boogie Cousins I be in the blogs, topic of discussion They say I'm a dog, always gon' be somethin' I do somethin' positive, they don't discuss it But when it be negative, them people love it, huh? DEOK, it ain't beef if it's over computer, he peewee, that boy not a threat Gun to the back of your ho, tell her, "Name a few songs," I bet money she passin' the test Niggas don't see how I'm movin' when cameras be off, they just know what they see on the net Whether I'm right or I'm wrong, I can never fall off, I know niggas is highly upset, okay I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin' You think you fuckin' with me, boy, you tweakin' Ready for war, I just need me a reason I'm gettin' buckets in regular season Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin' From Letras Mania