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Flatline (feat. Kenny Mason)

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Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Bow before the queen ha, not in this lifetime

Thoughts black as the death that flow through the pipelines

Blick, black like tar, oil slick

As long I live, I'll live

Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Gold cufflinks fuck cuffs on wrists

Everythin' on shine look inside homie

Shawty gettin' electric when she think it tryna slide on me

Mind over matter oh you (mad) I don't mind homie

I ain't got the fuckin' time now to shuck and jive homie nah

Young Bruce Wayne out the bat cave facts

City on my back like my last name, facts

Since a lil soldier I been going in

Way before only fans, when I was my only fan

How am I a thief if I showed my hands?

How they gon steal the wave we on stolen land?

Beatin' these hoes by a landslide (landslide)

Touchdown dance with my hands high (hand side)

Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)

Left wrist check bitch that time

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph, It's a flat line (flat line)

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph

Left wrist check, left wrist check

You should know what time it is (little bitch)

Left, left, left wrist check, left wrist check

You should know what time it is (little bitch)

Aye hand over the briefcase

Hand over the keys or nobody finna leave aye

Critics get your lips straight or hop offa my ick-day

Thou he put in work he gettin' off like a sick day

I don't hear no he say or she say from haters

I burn it then I earn it boy I cremate the paper

Sonny listen when I'm talking aye Cassius clay

Man all these fly boys a plane crash away man

Came from the jungles with gorillas and gold diggers

Niggas in they feelings they so bitter they hope that

We trip and fall down, but nope tell 'em I know better

All won nigga we gon get it that's forever, rahh

Beatin' these hoes by a landslide (landslide)

Touchdown dance with my hands high (hands high)

Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)

Left wrist check bitch that time

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph, It's a flat line (flat line)

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph

Left wrist check, left wrist check

You should know what time it is (little bitch)

Left, left, left wrist check, left wrist check (aye)

You should know what time it is (aye, aye, little bitch)

Yuh fuck the coppers, tote the chopper no helicopter

I hit this block and made a pretty penny sellin' copper

I'm from the bottom bitch you gotta pay me top dollar

A drop top a make that top thot a top dropper

Shot shooter shit sharpshooter opp dropper

Sharp collar neck lit up shot caller

Yeah I can't take a risk with a frisk

They gon try it cuz we rich from the bricks with a blick, yeah

Lefty with the left wrist I'm from the west bitch

I was wrestlin' without the ref and got the strength bitch

Never met up with a clique without a metal clip clip

I was tryna get my weight up so I never skipped gym

I know that optimally every cop a opp to me

But I would hit the lady cop from NYPD

Riding w a cocked semi yellin', fuck cop city

Keep a knot for who wit me fuck whoever not wit me (like yuh)

Beatin' these hoes by a landslide (landslide)

Touchdown dance with my hands high (hand side)

Tell 'em hit me up, that time (that time)

Left wrist check bitch that time

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph, It's a flat line (flat line)

I done bodied that, It's a flat line (flat line)

Check the polygraph

Left wrist check, left wrist check

You should know what time it is (little bitch)

Left, left, left wrist check, left wrist check

You should know what time it is (little bitch)