Levitate
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Too much blood in your face, eyes bouta pop
You look down at me, begging me to stop
Endless torture that is nonstop
Your soul leaves your body, I let you drop
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Too much blood in your face, eyes bouta pop
You look down at me, begging me to fucking stop
Endless torture that is nonstop
Your soul leaves your body, I let you drop
Neptune type beat
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
After I let your body drop, your soul leaves
Maybe you'll see the creator, Adam and Eve
Or you'll see the devil, who do you believe
I bet you'll be in hell, go suffer for eternity
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Too much blood in your face, eyes bouta pop
You look down at me, begging me to stop
Endless torture that is nonstop
Your soul leaves your body, I let you drop
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Too much blood in your face, eyes bouta pop
You look down at me, begging me to fucking stop
Endless torture that is nonstop
Your soul leaves your body, I let you drop
Neptune type beat
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
After I let your body drop, your soul leaves
Maybe you'll see the creator, Adam and Eve
Or you'll see the devil, who do you believe
I bet you'll be in hell, go suffer for eternity
Make that bitch levitate, put them in their place
Making that body float, like they deep in space
While they float in the air, blood rush to their face
That bitch done fucked up, finna die a disgrace
Credits
Writer(s): Brody Mccorkle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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