Video State Of Elevation de Dillon Cooper 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Dillon Cooper - State Of Elevation Lyrics

It's bout to be a state of elevation
Because the underdog is eatin'
cus I'm starvin' like I'm Marvin
Yo, emaciated overdose
Ya never know the feeling that I get
whenever I see the same
Bitches who play Dillon come on Facebook
catchin' feelings
I'm appealin' now they feel the sound
Tryna get a feelin' on my dick so she can stick around
She just think I'm different now
Tatted up, Braces gone, tell the bitch leave me alone
Only thing she want is for the kid
to fucking take her home
And lay it on the table, hop in the range
the game is changin' up
Switch it and I'm dangerous
Michael Jackson's angel dust
Pardon me I'm Harley and these lame emcees is zombie
And I'm jammin' out like Marley
with the bitches blonde as Barbie

State of Elevation, now I'm levatatin'
Raisin' stakes and Angel Lake
Weed got me feeling great
Floatin' on a cloud it's amazin', Jimmy purple hazin'
Takin' over nations, we mutha'fuckin' blazin'!
Hey, We levatatin'
Raisin' stakes and Angel Lake
Weed got me feeling great
Floatin' on a cloud it's amazin', Jimmy purple hazin'
Takin' over nations, we muthafuckin' blazin'!

I said our friendship's sex and party
after sexin' she was textin'
Her bestfriend cus she want next
and I'm sure she gonna get it
With this modern day Mike Seaver, Martin, she was Gina
Told her Syanora it was really nice to meet ya
Now, it's on to the next one, learned the life lesson
Fuck'em but don't love'em so the next day I ain't text'em
It's closed by Anonymous, haters wanna try'n be us
Doo doo doo doo doo, now interested in the politics
The only thing I wanna do is body the game
remember the name
Dillon Cooper the Dark Knight
brass knuckles and knife fights
Get light and Harlem shake, coops time to dominate
The show is on the road, my pockets swollen up
them big bills
Always gotta stay Trill, red light, pop'em off
Top spot to knock'em off, take over like Hijackers
Detonation, coming faster, blowin' up, we mass attackin'
Stevie Wonder, bout to blast it
killin' all these whack ass rappers

Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
Call the muthafuckin' cops, they don't pick up
I got the Ammunition in the system
making hits, get rich and
Bitches on my dick man, it's sick man, I'm livin' this
It's wicked ta wick a bitch, lick a clitoris, I'm feelin' it
Hit a little voodoo child, lay guitar the Hendrix style
Blood and shit, texting Stevie Ray Vaughn, Genghis Khan
An emperor, now cobra Jamaican nigga flexin' ya
Brooklyn is the best in this, haters who need evidence
I'm sellin' it all separate and buildin' money like Tetris
Irrelevance, my detriment, body baggin' perfection
It's expression (?) express, niggas get left
Guitar on my chest spittin' that depth
you heard that I'm Coming for heads and cuttin' ya neck
better speed up, you 'bout to get left
Sick with the rhymes come with a crime crime
murdered the track, I'm doin' some time
Sick with the rhymes, crook with the crime
murdered the track, I'm doin' some time