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Line Of Fire Pt. 6
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Karlos got that juice [Nines] Tell them paigons let's go I'm sitting here strapped like I'm facing deathrow Bad up who? I brought a Uzi I had drones bring a key of packs on the prison yard like Call of Duty They wonder what goes on inside of my brain Run up on me, I'm willing to die for these chains Now the gang taking pictures in Cancún Bitch that ain't a dimple on my face that's a stab wound If you're rich why's your whip so small? See my new chain looking like a disco ball They won't believe how many keys I pick up in a year Rolling with a Bunsen burner man will whip up anywhere uh I ain't on this fist fighting ting I'm hearing shots I'll leave more holes in you than a pair of crocs I ain't got no regular sallary Ahead of my time like number 5 on Umbrella Academy It's Nines (Ay) [J Styles] It's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up It's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us (ay) It's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up It's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us (This is how we touch it, look) [J Styles] Jump in like we're cruising tonight Wap to the left of me, but I'm using it right Throw it down like it's man's move on a dice She had a attitude but now she's getting cool from the ice Shop caller type, I love all the hype Ruin every beat when I'm touch all the mics, trap like Like yo that's a good ball of light Now I'm in this place, with these footballers' wives ay Next day you hit the booth, press play, full fledge straight I learnt it the best way Stretch they ain't run it up just like it's leg day Put a nina under your sink, I had to beg bae [Streetz] Nah we don't link up, 'cause if we link up Pour liquor on the floor we drink up Girls ask why I grind so much 'cause I think bruck Got the ting tucked and if I tinged up Band aid for the diamonds 'cause the bitch cut Princess, the ting up Don't worry 'bout the ring it just brings luck If we link up, the ting's stuck The ground I am under mileage Cake mob form a queue I'm [Don Q like how a bridge] If she ain't on the [keg] no more I'm live by a bitch Am I a pidge, I fly bricks, desire licks Anything goes you know just do it Nike ticks Might take you out depend on tonight flips Ain't coming home you know I do night shifts Fly sniff, only way is up like lifts (it's just us, it's just us) [J Styles] It's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up It's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us (This is Crop Circle yeah? haha) [Fatz] Drag niggas out of whips (gone) Fam I shoot people I don't care about camera pics (Fatz) Always got it on me so you know I'm bussing every light (come on) Little bro say he want drive I told him "take the bike" (take that one) "You better drive past the block and then you take the right" (yes) My little nigga said he scored I said I done it twice 'Cause I be laughing at these little niggas flicking out Rambos 'Cause if I back it out they be sweeter than a mango Made a killing in the bando had a maccy in the kennels How much time I done the mazzer top bins pre my medals I be counting all my blessings while you niggas counting sheckles You know Fatz be outside with the killers crime rebels and it's us (CSB, crime scene) [J Styles] It's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up It's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us (ay) It's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up, it's just up It's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us, it's just us [Little Torment] I got a thousand grams of flake that needs to hit the stove (let's go) I play the streets like it's ball I'm doing give and go (okay) I wear some air ones that's old make them think I'm broke (okay) I know I'm straight soon as I see the rock sinking the boat (woah) And my shorty hate the smell but she don't know (she don't know) My kid love the gush but he don't know The shit daddy did just to glow Stick up key on stove bricks when shit was slow I prayed to blow and end up with a brick of blow (outside) I jump out with that semi don't get in that line of fire (woah) To joints on the glide that's game decider (let's go) Niggas think it's just rap but it's still that in person Catch me working bro I sold more bricks than Travis Perkins (woah) Long way from paying top dollar Bro always got it, he a heavy smoker (woosh) In the back with it like he's got a chauffeur All my trappers know is dough homer 3C semi and yoler on the trap phone a baby no stroller (let's go)
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