Line Up (feat. Datmantaz)

Deep off in my Duffy, I don't need a label to touch me And she say she for me, I'ma call that bitch, she lucky And they look at me cause I'm the man with the plan now Tell that bitch be cool, she a groupie tryna fan out Tryna be Captain save a hoe, and he got man down NBA I'm slamming I just came in with the jams now Five% on the tent she gon' eat it up Mike Tyson to Jackson, I beat it up She ain't stuffin' her Duffy, I'm leavin' her Suicide on the door, I'ma leave it up Nah, f*ck that, I'ma beat it like Mike Jack She screamin, she like that He talkin' that shit on the gram, I see him in public Where your pipe at? Nah, f*ck it, I'm back in that mode I hop on the beat and I spaz You play with the gang, you play with O Then nigga, I get on your ass I ride through the city, that Glock in my lap I smell like gas I can't even say that I fucked that ho Because that pussy was trash I know I'm that nigga Big booty bitch, she striped like Tiga Eat the dick up for dinner You tired of losing, come f*ck with a winner Long as them blues keep comin Ima be movin, somethin, won't take no L Niggas can't tread water They drownin' off in the deep like they Adele She giving me knowledge, she went to college I done saved her name as Yale You got niggas that tell the truth I got niggas that won't tell Slidin' through your city Hunnids, twenties, fifties I been out of reach Like they don't understand, they just don't get me These bitches screamin, pick me More smoke than a chimney Treat these hoes like oil and water Nah I don't do no mixing I already told you play my niggas We gon' let you have it I'm cut a little different Wear the same clothes But nigga, this ain't the same fabric She used to playa like me Said she wanna f*ck, let's make it a habit The way that she doin' the tricks on the dick I call her my silly rabbit Paint the fuckin' city red Yeah, I been that nigga, baby Ion f*ck with niggas Sendin' bullets like I'm Tom Brady I beat the pussy up a nigga Feelin' just like Devin Haney I got a move like two steps ahead You can't never play me Would've thought I would tired, this bag heavy And I done ran it up I like my bitches slim thick, with a lot of ass With a tummy tuck Way that I be movin' shit Like a freighter hauler Call me semi-truck Can't beef with none of these niggas It ain't about the money, Cause I don't give a f*ck What, hold on Now I'm cool like a fan I don't care about none of them bitches my nigga Just show me a band Mucho suave Te llama numero uno, bitch, I'm the man No puedes confiar en esta putas Cause they all be playin En es pie Diaz That mean I don't do no trippin I stand on ten And my niggas feel like a ceiling fan They always ready to spin