Songtext von Don't Bang My Line (feat. Night Lovell)

Gotta go get it go jump out de couch grip on the nine And run me a route Fla bangin' 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 the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile Swervin', bendin' corners with 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 your savage You can be my rose yuh most Of the underground rappers you fuck with today Gotta pay they respect to me lately, been feelin' like I was vital Aspect a reason that these rappers breathin' Leave 'em the cement leakin' 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