歌詞
Don't be blowin my line if it ain't Abt bidness
You blowin my high imma turn To a menace
This killer a ghost face ain't Talkin bout Dennis
Blew up off a play I was runnin Them scrimmages
Fuck up the game I say that is my Privilege
Reckless gang bangin
No refs or no penalties
You just a stain
No direction or benefits
Hold up
Switch the flow up
**** just mad cause his bitch Just chose us
Jump in the whip and she liftin Her skirt up
She tryna get hit so she pickin a Perk up
Hit Brodie line and I'm pickin The load up
Get it gone
I got what you want so just hit Up my phone
Gassy the packy
I'm passin the zones
This for you
Just for the weekend she lovin Crew
That's a QP if she bringin a few
Mix the yellow and green and I'm gettin em blue
Im dropping a 4
Cause a deuce not enough
I poured another op inside my Cup
I just copped 2 it's time to double Up
Hit the town w the lows know i Bubble up
Don't be blowin my line if it ain't Abt bidness
You blowin my high imma turn To a menace
This killer a ghost face ain't Talkin bout Dennis
Blew up off a play I was runnin Them scrimmages
Fuck up the game I say that is my Privilege
Reckless gang bangin
No refs or no penalties
You just a stain
No direction or benefits
Please come correct if you bump Into me
Last time I checked you be Runnin from me
Caught em lackin one fall and Left blood on the leaves
I'll make one phone call and You'll run out ya jeans
I'm up all week til I run outta Beans
You may just be dead if you run Outta schemes
Can't get it while you sleep so Stop chasin them dreams
Better get up and get it it's all abt Cream
You should never turn ya back On your team
That shit is fake you ain't real as You seem
Get in where fit in
You stuck in between
Being a middle man **** you Turned to a fiend
Don't be blowin my line if it ain't Abt bidness
You blowin my high imma turn To a menace
This killer a ghost face ain't Talkin bout Dennis
Blew up off a play I was runnin Them scrimmages
Fuck up the game I say that is my Privilege
Reckless gang bangin
No refs or no penalties
You just a stain
No direction or benefits
Don't be blowin my line if it ain't Abt bidness
You blowin my high imma turn To a menace
This killer a ghost face ain't Talkin bout Dennis
Blew up off a play I was runnin Them scrimmages
Fuck up the game I say that is my Privilege
Reckless gang bangin
No refs or no penalties
You just a stain
No direction or benefits
Written by: Michael D Antrum III
