Frontline (feat. KamoTheGreat)

Front line trucks Big, big bucks Now I'm on they ass And now I got run shit up Bag Yeah, yeah after bag I'm saving for Christmas uh Yeah, yeah I fell in love with bad bitch and you was like you next up We came from the lost and found Now we in wonderland new town Like spinning Beyblades on the ground Felt like I was in my house I graduated cap and gown You can't say none bout me now I'm finna make my momma proud Doing this shit it's none but sounds Roll up I mean yeah roll up a blunt I told my Ma I'm a quit it High five we are then boys we did it (Ha ha) this music shit really a missions All of my family we eating in kitchen Ballin like Jordan where my Scottie Pippen No Scottie Pippen Came in this thing now I'm whippin Walking this beat now I'm limping That's how a playa do Money make all the moves Giving you all the clues that's simple Stay on your mind all in your mental Stepping on steppers that's what my kin do I'm reading a book on a god damn kindle I'm rappin these lines without no pencil Swag I do it all so simple Mad, haters be mad yeah tenfold Pop, Popping' shit like it's pimple Rock, ride around in the block in a limo I spazzed they thought I was mental I crashed I had to get me some brimbos Crash Ain't no one doing the dash All of my folk gone last Right now I'm mashing the gas Diamonds on water All of deez feenin' like aqua Play with these rappers they need a father figure Message on read cuz I still deliver OG's be calling me certified spitter To most You in the league with the pros Learn bout the game and play by the rules or you in G league lil bro You a lil bitch one more okay It's easy for me to replace I've been tryna escape the rat race But I got cheese and snakes in the way Boom better get out my face He know he wanna be in my place with gang I'm chillin' with 'Specs today you lame Just leave it up to the great Step Step team steppers rep March right I go left Ball 30 like it's Steph Rapper's like to cap Cappers like to rap Stare an opper down While he give me dap All y'all scared to rap None of y'all can trap Where y'all soul be at Where the money at Ask again one more question I'm a get it back Ask again one more question I'm a get it back Front line trucks Big, big bucks Now I'm on they ass And now I got run shit up Bag Yeah, yeah after bag I'm saving for Christmas uh Yeah, yeah I fell in love with bad bitch and you was like you next up We came from the lost and found Now we in wonderland new town Like spinning Beyblades on the ground Felt like I was in my house I graduated cap and gown You can't say none bout me now I'm finna make my momma proud Doing this shit it's none but sounds