On My Line
Ay I got a few hoes on my line
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
None of these bitches can play me,
Not even Alexa
I never got time to just sit back and text
But some reason always got time to get necked up
I never have time to care bout your feelings
I'm to busy chasin the millions
Stackin up to the ceiling
I'm getting money, I'm in love with the feeling
I came in this bitch with a glock
I don't wanna fuck, girl just give me top
I sit back and count up the guap
I'm swimmin in hunnids, bands, and knots
In a hellcat and I'm tearin the lot
No Bluetooth, she pairing the top
Hop in the coupe, and I'm droppin the top
When yo bitch droppin top
Y'all niggas be cappin, that shit needa stop
Ay I got a few hoes on my line
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Ay I got a few hoes on my line
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
None of these bitches can play me,
Not even Alexa
I never got time to just sit back and text
But some reason always got time to get necked up
I never have time to care bout your feelings
I'm to busy chasin the millions
Stackin up to the ceiling
I'm getting money, I'm in love with the feeling
I came in this bitch with a glock
I don't wanna fuck, girl just give me top
I sit back and count up the guap
I'm swimmin in hunnids, bands, and knots
In a hellcat and I'm tearin the lot
No Bluetooth, she pairing the top
Hop in the coupe, and I'm droppin the top
When yo bitch droppin top
Y'all niggas be cappin, that shit needa stop
Ay I got a few hoes on my line
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Ay I got a few hoes on my line
I don't ever answer, decline
I be getting to the money anytime
Got a beachside bitch real fine
Hit the nat once, she can't be mine
Road trip to the O, then we flying
LAX break-up in a text
Man you know I had to flex on my ex
Yeah
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
Man I had to just flex on that bitch
I done ran up a check on that bitch
I just took another step on that bitch
I got ice on my neck and my wrist
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Writer(s): Caprice Rolle
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