Whiteline (feat. A$AP Ferg)

They should know who I am
CC or Crystal Caines, chill bitch I'll take your man

Asap ferg:
Who got that work?
She got that work (I got that work)
Who got that work? (I got that work)

Crystal Caines:

I roll with a different breed cuz really don't need no features
Aura on high word to Ferg, 'got that bass that'll work your fucking speakers
Caines in the house
Yeah i roll with the black girl carry white girl and the white girl go strange in the house
Now the white girl take the white girl in the bathroom
Now she goin nuts cocaines in her mouth
Crystal Caines all in her brain
High as a kite with that look on her face
Said in the morning won't remember your name and she pussy poppin' her friends doing the same
Molly poppin' pupils dilated gone in the brain she wild wasted
Gone in the brain she wild wasted i said gone in the brain she wild wasted
We roll with them fuckin' gangstas cocaina sniff it off my banga'
Man motherfuck u niggas middle fingers in the air we dont care supply that work every year yeah yeah

She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga" (sunshine)
She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (whiteline)
She like that cocaina coca cocaina sniff it off couple model bitches
Twerk (sunshine all of the white lines all of the whiteline) x2

All these damn mosquitos

In puerto rico
Fighting a mosquito
Met a stripper bitch that got an ass full of nino
Can't go a day without a drink or a kilo
She on a fish scale, now she finding Nemo
I ain't gon' lie, she a fiend on the D-low
The bitch took a brick to the face like Debo
Or Al Pacino, point the Desert Eagle
Busting everybody in the mothafuckin D/O
Welcome to my little little friend
Writing white lines with a little little pen
Spitting riddles and fiddles that kill you to the end
You slit in the middle, you skittles little man
(your girl sniff it off the pickle in a little benz)
You mad cause you see us through the little little tint
And that made your ass a little little tense
Dump him in the water and give him a little rinse
Can you swim?
No
Ain't no fucking body, that's surviving through the flow
Im collecting bodies like tsunamis when i flow
I be catching hommeys like a zombie when i flow
Sippin' Pina coolada's with models on the boat
I be getting dollars, holla if you broke
Holla if u broke
All these bitches on our blow

She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (sunshine)
She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (whiteline)
She like that cocaina coca cocaina sniff it off couple model bitches
Twerk (sunshine all of the white lines all of the whiteline) x2



Credits
Writer(s): Darold Durard Brown, Crystal Caines, Vance Padmore, Joshua Dixon
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