Levitate
My weed called levitate
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
My weed called levitate
It take me off to the moon
My weed called defecate
It just be shittin on you
My weed an adhesive
It got me stuck like some glue
I smoked a blunt back in may
Finally came down in june
Red dot shining bright
Don't let me catch you
At the stop sign
Pussy nigga wan fight
He forgot i have a M9
Girl pussy so ripe
Like it came up off the grapevine
Yo girl callin late night
She just callin for the pipeline
My weed called levitate
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
Poppin them tags
Spending them racks
Nigga just throwing the bills
Fill up a bag
That bitch tryna talk shit
That bitch is a hag
I showed that bitch half a mil
Skirted off and i laughed
10 cars 10 cars
Big house
I'm an all star
New rolley on my arm
Diamonds on it really
Rock hard
Start an alien wave
Really thinkin that
I'm from mars
I might need to take a break
Maybe stop poppin xanny bars
My weed called levitate
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
My weed called levitate
It take me off to the moon
My weed called defecate
It just be shittin on you
My weed an adhesive
It got me stuck like some glue
I smoked a blunt back in may
Finally came down in june
Red dot shining bright
Don't let me catch you
At the stop sign
Pussy nigga wan fight
He forgot i have a M9
Girl pussy so ripe
Like it came up off the grapevine
Yo girl callin late night
She just callin for the pipeline
My weed called levitate
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
Poppin them tags
Spending them racks
Nigga just throwing the bills
Fill up a bag
That bitch tryna talk shit
That bitch is a hag
I showed that bitch half a mil
Skirted off and i laughed
10 cars 10 cars
Big house
I'm an all star
New rolley on my arm
Diamonds on it really
Rock hard
Start an alien wave
Really thinkin that
I'm from mars
I might need to take a break
Maybe stop poppin xanny bars
My weed called levitate
It makes you float
You gon need hella space
Cuz you gon go
Smokin it like a race
Toke after toke
Take off to outer space
How far can i go
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Johnson
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