Life Line

Yeah okay
Yeah
Y'all need a life line 'cause a nigga gonn' get drowned with the wave shit
Out in the nighttime with a few of them bad dimes getting faded
I'm about to get mine don't you wonder why I'm down steady pacing, woah yeah
Y'all about to witness the greatest, woah

Yeah, I can't be a little more patient
Need me to Ghost that with a pocket of dick rubbers and a payslip
Pleading for no cab with a model of thick back fully naked
Seeking for more cash get a lot of the shit packed on a daily
Big bag give me face lifts
Stick grabbed on me weighted
I get when I'm all back on track's a bit bad for you ladies
Who got the more stacks on that the big boy steady baking
I got em all clapped on back your lil toys gotta stay flipped
It be the regular shit that I'm on that have niggas be out and about
I should get plenty of counts
I'm talking the biggest amount
My talking would get on a lot of the clout, I'm taking a difficult route
In a position to get me announced, just point all the pinnacles out
Still banned with my cockiness
I been taking my compliments
Can't be one with my rockyness
Puff and mase are my kind of shit
Dog
It's either you're with boy or you're out of the pic
Just go ahead and ask bae who she actually with

Y'all need a life line 'cause a nigga gonn' get drowned with the wave shit
Out in the nighttime with a few of them bad dimes getting faded
I'm about to get mine don't you wonder why I'm down steady pacing, woah yeah
Y'all about to witness the greatest, woah

Blaque and blacker by the day, my niggas they going harder with the base
Rocking my drip and you biting my shit, yow my niggas where your taste at?
I never trip I just puff on the gas, find a nigga where the blunt at
All Black in the club with the bottles, I ain't balling on a paycheck
Got her tits and booty on the same tab, tell her ride it slow, do the safe sex
Out in the night with my niggas
Faded I rock with the dealers
Dog in the east who the illest
Stacking I handle my business
Rappers they fumble the bag, they fall off
We going hard we in this
For the money niggas I'm an addict
Want a mansion niggas I ain't had
Niggas steady dying i don't panic
I just want the Merc automatic
Need a diamond dancing on a Patek
I don't kiss a booty man I tap it (it's barracuda blaque man)
I don't kiss a booty man I tap it
Roll on a blunt now do this shit like it's high times on the bay
Shit on these rapper niggas yeah my niggas they got a wave it's so amazing
Dog you got her sister or a friend? Both
Kill a rapper then I tag on a toe
Pick a side you a friend or a foe
Remove a nigga then I sit on your throne, Blaque

Y'all need a life line 'cause a nigga gonn' get drowned with the wave shit
Out in the nighttime with a few of them bad dimes getting faded
I'm about to get mine don't you wonder why I'm down steady pacing, woah yeah
Y'all about to witness the greatest, woah



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Writer(s): John Julius
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