Levels* lyrics

[Intro]
(D.A. got that dope)

[Chorus]
Levels to this sh*t, b*tches talkin' slick (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up off my di*k (The f*ck)
I don't got to cap, on the run and back (Yuh, yuh), no less, a hundred racks
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Set the record straight, I don't conversate (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up out my face (b*tch)
Money get me hot, been about my guap (Yuh, yuh), Latto got a lot (Yeah, a lot)
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Ayy, ayy, b*tch)

[Verse 1]
Ice on, still on hot sh*t (Ayy)
I'ma let him talk sh*t (Ayy), ain't gon' stop sh*t, flop b*tch
In my bag, ain't be on no gossip (Nah)
Already rich, so a n*gga just profit (Tuh)
Can’t take offense to a b*tch who ain’t got sh*t (What?)
Me and my Birkins got our own damn closet (Brr)
Pink Corvette, so flashy, it's topless (Skrrt)
If she got a problem I'ma help the ho solve it (b*tch)
I need that (Yuh), make him say (Yeah)
A ho can't compete where a ho don't compare
Six figure checks in the mail from Bel Air (Grrr)
Make sh*ttin' on b*tches a f*ckin' career (Haha)
Brand-new body, on hour glass (Ohh)
Got old n*gga textin' me paragraphs (Uh)
I swear I hate a n*gga all up in the comments talkin' 'bout some pus*y that he will never will and never have (f*ck)
[Chorus]
Levels to this sh*t, b*tches talkin' slick (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up off my di*k (The f*ck)
I don't got to cap, on the run and back (Yuh, yuh), no less, a hundred racks
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Set the record straight, I don't conversate (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up out my face (b*tch)
Money get me hot, been about my guap (Yuh, yuh), Latto got a lot (Yeah, a lot)
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Ayy, ayy, b*tch)

[Chorus]
Levels to this sh*t, b*tches talkin' slick (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up off my di*k (The f*ck)
I don't got to cap, on the run and back (Yuh, yuh), no less, a hundred racks
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Set the record straight, I don't conversate (Yuh, yuh), f*ck up out my face (b*tch)
Money get me hot, been about my guap (Yuh, yuh), Latto got a lot (Yeah, a lot)
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh), yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Ayy, ayy, b*tch)