StashtheWave, Donald Grunge - BORDERLINE Lyrics

Woah, woah, woah, woah
OK, woah, OK
OK, woah
Let's go!
Just sit back, don't talk too much
Told that bitch wassup, pour us up
Borderline insane, bottling up
Hates that I fuck all of these thots
But baby it's the ass for me
Grab another bottle, pour the glass for me
Tryna act funny, we popped something
Ballin' on a Sunday
I'm on a hundred
Woah!
I been getting bread
Every drug sell when you party on the Ave
Not saying I'm on it, but all my niggas shhhhh
Yeah I'm rock solid, you know I never tell
You know I never tell
Take it to the grave so my dawg don't go to jail
A lot of time to make up for when bro was in the cell
You know I ain't alone so please bring some friends
And tell 'em shake something if they coming in the section
Can't do dark liquor, lighter always be the preference
Act hard, try to touch my gang and see what happen
No I don't talk, but yes you should feel threatened
Got a lot of issues
No telling what the gang do
If I call it I can hit you
Don't try to sneak it, that's a bitch move
Just sit back, don't talk too much
Told that bitch wassup, pour us up
Borderline insane, bottling up
Hates that I fuck all of these thots
But baby it's the ass for me
Grab another bottle, pour the glass for me
Tryna act funny, we popped something
Ballin' on a Sunday
I'm on a hundred

Woah, woah, woah, woah
OK, woah, OK
OK, woah
Let's go!
Just sit back, don't talk too much
Told that bitch wassup, pour us up
Borderline insane, bottling up
Hates that I fuck all of these thots
But baby it's the ass for me
Grab another bottle, pour the glass for me
Tryna act funny, we popped something
Ballin' on a Sunday
I'm on a hundred
Woah!
I been getting bread
Every drug sell when you party on the Ave
Not saying I'm on it, but all my niggas shhhhh
Yeah I'm rock solid, you know I never tell
You know I never tell
Take it to the grave so my dawg don't go to jail
A lot of time to make up for when bro was in the cell
You know I ain't alone so please bring some friends
And tell 'em shake something if they coming in the section
Can't do dark liquor, lighter always be the preference
Act hard, try to touch my gang and see what happen
No I don't talk, but yes you should feel threatened
Got a lot of issues
No telling what the gang do
If I call it I can hit you
Don't try to sneak it, that's a bitch move
Just sit back, don't talk too much
Told that bitch wassup, pour us up
Borderline insane, bottling up
Hates that I fuck all of these thots
But baby it's the ass for me
Grab another bottle, pour the glass for me
Tryna act funny, we popped something
Ballin' on a Sunday
I'm on a hundred