[Intro: Throwed Ese]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Throwed Ese]
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
Yeah, you gotta get on my level

[Verse 1: Throwed Ese]
You gotta get on my level
I been wildin' out like Tim DeLaGhetto
I might cop the Rollie, flood out the bezel
Colored diamonds look like Fruity Pebbles
Rockstar, play with heavy metal
They hate on the god 'cause I do it better
German motor with Italian leather
I beat up thе block like I'm Brock Lesnar, yeah
I just keep drеamin' 'bout gettin' the shit that I want
So many people could clap, but they don't
They say that they want it, I know that they don't
Dog, the jealousy show when they think that it don't
I be around all the sellers and pushers
Keep dope in the trunk like the shit is a 'woofer
Texas shit, they gon' chop this like a butcher
All of these diamonds on me why they looking
I got that broccoli like Yachty and DRAM
Y'all gotta get on my level some time
Run up them racks and I do it so calm
Exotic whip, you look in my garage
I want it all and ain't takin' no shorts
Flooded the block, man, they left me no choice
I just keep serving these rolls like a Royce
Deaf what you is, you can't hear all this noise
[Chorus: Throwed Ese]
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
Yeah, you gotta get on my level

[Verse 2: SSG Splurge]
Uh, I'm a different type of n***a with the bag
Sticks on me too, I maneuver with the cash
Racks, they can fill up a pool, you can't imagine
It's like the stock, we gon' boom, then we crash
N***a, I'ma chill and call them wolves on they ass
Daughter a boss, she be movin' with the sass
Welder ed because they work them tools with no mask
Coulda went to college, I'm the richest out my class
Yeah, they used to dock me, how the fuck I get some glass?
Spin it up, nobody got hit, then I'm mad
Yeah, lil' bro a knucklehead, but he brass
Lips, hair, makeup look like the Bratz
Flip a n***a quick, you know we step on him like mats
N***as know I'm chillin', I could turn it to the max
N***a found out we sendin' CBD packs
Send another one, it's just a whole different batch
Boy, I got skills in the field, I ain't scared
Waitin' on the opps to come back from the dead
Still fuck the feds, I still watch what I said
N***a want smoke, we let 'em lay in that bed
I call a scoot, that's a bunch of parameds
Brother think the same, you would think we share heads
Did we flip him like a cartwheel? Sure did
Get up to the speed, get up to my sped
Look in the mirror, say, "Goop," and see red
I'm like the Candyman, but ain't shit sweet, period
[Chorus: Throwed Ese]
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
You gotta get on my level
Yeah, you gotta get on my level