Cross the Line

Bitch I crossed the line did it, so many times
Took all these drugs, fuck not fine
Once I Kill a bitch, he a guy yeah
Commit a suicide
We committed many many crimes
Once you movin then you gettin moved
Tell a prick fuck off then he movin like a goose
Cuz he a goose got 2 shots in a barel fool you know my duce
Gotta get this shit right now bruv no excuse
Yeah now is my time tryna move like a pro
Better watch a guide
Don't tryna ride, don't come outside
Fool you know us bratts Mobb we in the ride yeah

Yeah pull up in a four, Police at my door
Talkin on a poor kid I Just tryna get my score
Still active, just try be active like a bratt na na you fuckin mad
Yeah Saw them fools somewhere under asda
Talk bout beein rich he was drivin Mazda
Back out then he gettin back
Prick will run guys're mad better have a luck
Homie always bring a Glock
Askin what the fuck Louis Bratt still on the top
We growin hotter, just prepare for a cold waterrrr
No cap brotherrrrr
Fuck you talkin bout we don't even know each otherrrr
I fucked your motherrrr
And fuck your fatherrr
He should had a condom
Lookin like lil slut act a gangsta you're just fucked
Get lost you're just random m
And All your fam lookin like a damn condoms yeaaaah



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Writer(s): Alik Wesołowski
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