Seth & Valid the Vulgar - Whitney Lyrics

Its Levels
Its Levels to this shit
Level Up Productions
FMTO
Ooh
Lets get it
Lets get it, lets get it, lets get it
Yessir
I called her a Treesh, cause shorty a Baba
Tell her pull up, cause she said she want Five Guys
Niggas want smoke, but they cannot see my eyes
I'm like a cat, nigga I got nine lives
So what is you jacking, nigga I'll smack you if you start the capping
Niggas they don't know that I am the captain
Niggas they don't know that I am the captain
Pull up with a nigga named 22, we twirling your block when its hot
The sniper the BOW BOW you know when your body gon drop
When the ambulance, ya'll niggas gon run cause your body gon answer these shots
That's one in your head, ya'll niggas is dead, we gon end it with 22 shots
Come with me, we gon pull up to your city
Gang gang gang, is you with me
All of my niggas got Whitney
Let's talk about it
Tell em pull up, tell em pull up, tell her come down
Tell em pull up, tell em pull up, tell her come down
I get the money, I stack it, I flip it, I'm focused on counting these digits
You know that I'm gonna get it, I talk all this shit because that's how I'm living
I'll drop a Hunnid K on a mini vacay, I got ya bae in the kitchen
And she doing all the dishes, I'm gonna make her my mistress
F*ck if you got her a ring, she be sucking my dick, I ain't get her thing
And she know I'm getting green, if I tell my bro slide, then she for the whole team
I'm blasting off for the green, I ain't waiting for lights, bitch I'm making a scene
I'm never smiling cause I'm mean, and I'm saying what I mean
I got my mind in the gutter, I give you one chance, I ain't giving another
She give me head off the rip, but if I f*ck on this bitch, I'm gon need me a rubber
Get to the bag, run it up, get it back, Ima die, to go get me another
I Leveled Up to the top, but I'm still on the block, it's just me and my brothers
Go tell ya bros slide, come by to my side, but I ain't gonna try to fight
I'm upping this bitch, i'm letting it spit, I blow up like dynamite
I give her the boot if she ain't giving me cooch, no baby can't spend a night
Don't blow up my phone, cause I am not home, no baby don't start a fight
Come with me, we gon pull up to your city
Gang gang gang, is you with me
All of my niggas got Whitney
Let's talk about it
Tell em pull up, tell em pull up, tell her come down
Tell em pull up, tell em pull up, tell her come down
Gang gang gang