THROUGH THE LINE

You were drunk off a 42, I was getting high
Reminiscing bout the old days, those were good times
She hit me up through my phone, she call me through the line
This week I got a new hoe, didn't think twice
You were drunk off a 42, I was getting high
Reminiscing bout the old days, those were good times
She hit me up through my phone, she call me through the line
This week I got a new hoe, didn't think twice

And back then she used to leave me on delivered for some hours
Then I left her on seen, she too sour
Me I was getting drunk right before the hour
Pull up to the party, wake up in the shower
How did I get here? I don't even know
Yesterday was crazy chilling with the bros
Then I wake up today, I don't know this hoe
They told me I smashed, oh shit that's cold
Oh shit that's bold
Gotta get a bag and I'll flex on you
Gotta get a bag and I'll stunt on you
Oh, on you yeahh
Running the bag ima go chase it now yeah
He do that ima do it with a crown yeah
The bitch mad, by the way she got a frown yeah
I'll get a bag and ill spend it all on shoes yeah
Spend a bag on some Balenciagas
Damn that bitch is a rockstar
You don't even know me smoking rasta
Smoking dope, huh
Like a rockstar
Man we gonna go far
She shining bright, no star
But we gonna go far yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

You were drunk off a 42, I was getting high
Reminiscing bout the old days, those were good times
She hit me up through my phone, she call me through the line
This week I got a new hoe, didn't think twice
You were drunk off a 42, I was getting high
Reminiscing bout the old days, those were good times
She hit me up through my phone, she call me through the line
This week I got a new hoe, didn't think twice



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Writer(s): Patricio Artana
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