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Pouya

Don't Bang My Line

 

Don't Bang My Line

(album: FIVE FIVE - 2018)


[Pouya:]
Gotta go get it go jump out da couch
Grip on da nine and run me a route
F L A banging out my mouth
Down south boy never been in no drought
Get wet sit back baby don't be loud
Don't bang my line never been my style
Guess we bout to find out
Will da money and da hoes make it all worthwhile

Swervin bendin corners wit no purpose to my life I got no permit
But I'm workin on my new mixtape tonight
Now that my chain hang low
Now that my neck so froze
Baby, I can be yo savage you can be my rose yuh most of da
Underground rappers you fuck wit today gotta pay they respect
To me lately been feelin like I was vital aspect
A reason that these rappers breathing leave em tha cement leaking at
My leisure
Baby bone
I ain't never been a hoe
Pussy boy you ain't got nine lives
5'5 got a nine gotta let em hoes fly

Gotta go get it go jump out da couch
Grip on da nine and run me a route
F L A banging out my mouth
Down south boy never been in no drought
Get wet sit back baby don't be loud
Don't bang my line never been my style
Guess we bout to find out
Will da money and da hoes make it all worthwhile
Gotta go get it go jump out da couch
Grip on da nine and run me a route
F L A banging out my mouth
Down south boy never been in no drought
Get wet sit back baby don't be loud
Don't bang my line never been my style
Guess we bout to find out
Will da money and da hoes make it all worthwhile

[Night Lovell:]
Alison, Valerie, All my bitches now
Tryna kill, for the sins, I got stitches now
Watch me walk, do your kindness you can't track me down
Leave your life up on the floor no we don't make a sound
I can't do this shit my mind is losing all is presence
Don't leave my crib to be surrounded by these peasants
I don't got no frame
White bitch sniff cocaine (ay)
13 diamond chains
Old bitch said I'm not the same

[Pouya:]
Gotta go get it go jump out da couch
Grip on da nine and run me a route
F L A banging out my mouth
Down south boy never been in no drought
Get wet sit back baby don't be loud
Don't bang my line never been my style
Guess we bout to find out
Will da money and da hoes make it all worthwhile

Gotta go get it go jump out da couch
Grip on da nine and run me a route
F L A banging out my mouth
Down south boy never been in no drought
Get wet sit back baby don't be loud
Don't bang my line never been my style
Guess we bout to find out
Will da money and da hoes make it all worthwhile

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