Hit My Line

(album: Friends Till The End - 2017)

I don't want your bitch tryna hit my line
I swear she so annoying she gon' blow my high
Four five in my balmains it cost me five
She thought I was nice but I'm not so kind
Could you please tell your bitch not to hit my line
I'm finna block this bitch she gon' blow my heart
I'm flexing like a gem but I don't try
Please tell your bitch not to hit my line

The bitch saw my 'preme she said I was fly
War time drill time we watch them shells fly
Bells ring I was out school was getting dry
So I left I was balling bitch I got mine
I had to leave this bitch she was wasting time
Don't do the crime lil boy if you can't do the time
Money came in this must be a sign
'Cause last year I was broke and I ain't had a dime
Now I'm leaving everybody y'all get left behind
Six shells in this.380 ended scrap and vine
I skipped school with a pound in my book bag
In your trap I see your pack Ima take that
Off a xan off a perc probably off a flat
Took a percocet and I don't know where I'm at
Speeding in a foreign so fast I might break the dash
I just want the bands I don't care if you shaking ass

I don't want your bitch tryna hit my line
I swear she so annoying she gon' blow my heart
Four five in my balmains done cost me five
She thought I was nice but I'm not so kind
Could you please tell your bitch not to hit my line
I'm finna block this bitch she gon' blow my heart
I'm flexing like a gem but I don't try
Please tell your bitch not to hit my line