On My Level

I was in the clouds on the way to Cali
Ran into a baddie & she dropped the addy
Said im chris thomaz but called me daddy
Got them bands on me like a pep rally
Lil mama freaky I know that she nasty
She wanna come gimmie brain in the back seat
Diamond choker chain on me it’s flashy
Smoke out the P all my niggas be trappin
Racks on racks
You know it’s a hit you see me onna track
Im in the booth sippin hennessy black
Im in the booth w/ my mfn strap
Might call up my bitch & go and take a vacation
Consistent wit me she got dedication
Bitches mad & I know they hating
I blew a bag on my bitch wit no hesitation
I know she in love, we kick it like Judo
Ice on my neck mane this shit right here too cold
She wanna ride on my dick in a two door
I hit the gas & i go to Pluto
I’m on the moon, i’m outer space
Im on them shrooms, floating away
Yo bitch in my room, giving me face
Count up a check while i’m playing 2k (playing 2k)
. yea, I smell like a P when I walk in the meeting
OG & purp, you know this shit reeking
I’m in the booth niggas know i be preaching
Hop in that mf den talk my shit
Pop my shit, drop me a hit
Take a shot & den empty the clip
Push a button drop the top on the whip
(hook:)
My shit be too original
They can’t steal my flow
But try to copy how im livin though
First class flight im on my level I can’t sip nomo
Swear my life feel perfect
But I know it’s something missing though. (x2)