letra de another level - 239 takeover, bizzy crook & ag lotti
[intro: ag lotti]
(this a 239 takeover)
heard that p-ssy hit like mac and cheese, i’m tryna get that cheddar
yeah, uh, ayy
uh, uh, uh, uh (skrrt)
ayy, hold up
[chorus: ag lotti]
uh, b-tch, i’m back, i’m on another level
n-ggas steady wastin’ time, i’m tryna cop a bezel
i’m at that guap, but if i like you, i might block my schedule
heard that p-ssy mac and cheese, i’m tryna get that cheddar
ayy, a real lifer, n-gga flexin’ like a f-ckin’ wrestler
teach a n-gga how to get that bag, lotti the professor
huh, n-gga play, punch his clock, knock him off the dresser
huh, like i came in with febreeze, b-tch, i’m comin’ fresher
[verse 1: ag lotti]
big gas, huh, what i’m smokin’, b-tch, it’s pressure
she got big ass, a pretty face, that b-tch should win a medal
foot up on they neck, a quick smash, i’m ’bout to push the pedal
really pakistan, somebody tell me who gon’ do it better
ah, where the jwett up in this b-tch? i need a lot of cash
real city boy, the way i talk, i got a country swag
all my n-ggas eatin’ in this b-tch, gon’ need a grocery bag
trappin’ out the f-ckin’ laundromat, don’t make me fold your ass
[verse 2: bizzy crook]
i told her put her phone down
it’s some n-ggas in the room that’s on parole now
ho, why you actin’ like you ain’t never been flown out?
b-tch, you tweakin’ for the clout, you gotta slow down
had to pull the uber over, b-tch, she got thrown out
f-ck is clout chasin’? i don’t even like fame
know i keep a small circle like a dice game
i can’t do gucci, i don’t buy it if the price change
n-ggas so local, i don’t even think they like planes
me and lotti range rovers goin’ back to back
who else you know got a trap full of platinum plaques?
bringin’ out-of-town biddies to the town, though
you might be that n-gga, only when we not around, though
we never heard of you (never heard of you)
money on my head, i’m in convertibles (‘vertibles)
i don’t never take it personal (take it personal)
i ever take it personal, you’ll be the first to know
glf, what you think we go this hard for?
we was givin’ out the work before job corps
she a stand-up b-tch, i had her down on all fours
if she f-ck me right, i’m down to hit the mall for her
[chorus: ag lotti]
uh, b-tch, i’m back, i’m on another level
n-ggas steady wastin’ time, i’m tryna cop a bezel
i’m at that guap, but if i like you, i might block my schedule
heard that p-ssy mac and cheese, i’m tryna get that cheddar
ayy, a real lifer, n-gga flexin’ like a f-ckin’ wrestler
teach a n-gga how to get that bag, lotti the professor
huh, n-gga play, punch his clock, knock him off the dresser
huh, like i came in with febreeze, b-tch, i’m comin’ fresher
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