I N L I N E
Lyrics
Real nigga, me and mines fuck the politics
Can't tell me shit I'm on some shit I don't know how to miss
Heavy Steppa
But ain't no slipping in these Prada kicks
I walk in doley might leave wit a nigga bottom bitch
Jewelry dancing Cut off them lights we still ain't hard to find
I see that ass and she see dollar signs
Would look like money if the bitch was blind
Wanna spend time i told her Bitch I'm good get in line
Thumbing through a check
Running through the set
Big BSP I got now I got next
Money Power And Respect
Don't want nothing less
This shit a lay up boy I still ain't break a sweat
Anymore liquors swear a nigga might pass away
Beat the pussy up like I was cassius clay
Run my city like I'm diddy boy you pastor mase
Came to come collect nigga pass the plate
Where I'm at... I'm outside wit it
Ten toes posted up wit my niggas
Fuck threats... Be down to ride nigga
Cuz if it's up then it's up we gon slide nigga
I got young bxnds ona drummer sold grams for the come up
Rubber band man know the plan make it double
Give a damn bout ya man I'm the man ain't no humble
Ain't no hands we don't rumble
Have you laying in a puddle Ima
Real nigga
Me and mines fuck the politics
Can't tell me shit I'm on some shit I don't know how to miss
Heavy Steppa but ain't no slipping in these Prada kicks
I walk in doley might leave wit a nigga bottom bitch
Jewelry dancing Cut off them nights we still ain't hard to find
I see that ass and she see dollar signs
Would look like money if the bitch was blind
Wanna spend time i told her Bitch I'm good get in line
Writer(s): Joshua Torres
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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