DaBaby, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - On this Line Lyrics

Baby, wake up, bitch (mommy, India got them beats)
(Leor, light it up)
Ayy, you see that nigga they just brought in here?
I know him, man that nigga from the other side (c'mon)

He got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the fuck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?
Soon as they bang, I break his tray, you know I'm gon' crank
Soon as these door's open up, I don't give no fuck, I just wan' bang

And I ain't worried 'bout none of these pussy niggas
Laugh my bitch ass to the bank
Free my cousin, I go there and sit there with 'em
If these niggas keep actin' like what they ain't
Gun a nigga down, broad daylight
Makin' sure he dead right there, I don't play right, nigga
Scary ass nigga keep callin' 'round the city
Tryna cop up a plea and get his face right with me

If a nigga on his line with me, bang five with me, ain't safe my nigga
Guarantee every dome from A to C
Know I bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get fixed
I ain't worried 'bout one nigga in this bitch

'Cause he got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the fuck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?

Young nigga been live since seventeen, runnin' shit
Shippin' them bowls, police keep takin' his phone
He in prison and he put me on
I'm still rappin', got rich, now I'm tryna get him home
Yeah, somebody tell Meek and Jay-Z help me go get my cousin
Ain't got time to play with this shit
Don't play with me, play wit' yo' kids
Niggas know Baby bussin', they know I got stain in this bitch
Aim at a bitch, shoot out the side of a Maybach
And went back and painted the whip
Pay me a lawyer, bulletproof truck for my daughter
So coppers can't spray at the whip
'Cause I got a AR, he got a Glock, uh
"Damn, that nigga still shootin'"
That lil' shit done ran outta shots, huh?
Catch a nigga goin' in shit, back before a nigga speak
He gon' think 'fore he talk now
I was the hottest rapper in the world
Gettin' in shootouts, right in front of a cop car
Spray, nigga

I got a red flag, made out of gym shorts (yeah)
I got the mojo, sprayed on top of New Year's card
I just got my court date pushed back, tryna make it hard
Tryna sip on liquor 'fore they find they new pick on the yard
My nigga gave me a new Android, I ain't have to pay for it
My nigga just made another drop blood
We all might get charged for it
Can't go to the dome, they got me sinnin', black and white stripes
Or cross me, that's a old head, he told me that he done with life
Done with life, damn

I'm too young for that (ha ha)
I pray to God, I swear to God
I-I-I hope them bitches don't try to hang a nigga like that, slime
You hear me?
(I don't know why this nigga got me on this mothafuckin' song)
(Rappin' like we in jail right now anyway, nigga)
(Nigga crazy, bitch, you on, nigga)
Know that's the life we live, nigga
(Stay ready for whatever, yeah)
They caught up, they feelin' us

He got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the fuck he on his line for, I don't know what they think?
Soon as they bang, I break his tray, you know I'm gon' crank
Soon as these door's open up, I don't give no fuck, I just wan' bang