Line Em Up ft. G Cello & Lil Block Lyrics

When you hear that brrrr, you know it came from us

Like dirty diapers, we change shit up

Catch me wanna bang or something

Smoke in the air like Angel dust

Want some smoke them flame it up

Don't pop outside, can't hang with us

With the gang, ain't changing up

Better stay in yo lane or sum

She just want relations

Wanna cake it, but I'm just tryna fuck

Yeah, yeah, and I'm just tryna fuck

I just popped a yerky, high as fuck

Watch me boot right up

Yo bitch, hit my phone, say I'm so rude

Lil bitch, I'm tryna fuck

Fifty shots or more, that's how I ride

And we don't get no fuck

Ayy, ayy, bitch

Yeah, I was down to sco

I was in the hood

When foe , nem slid and they ain't never throw

Don't ask me where I'm at

Did a bad, left em on the floor

Block stay on the P , you wanna slide

Don't know where to go

I was in the trenches, down bad

I ain't know how to blow

Where the fuck the opp

Did Em bad , rearrange his fro

I'm so B.T.G., run up on me

Baby, blitz gone blitz shit , cello got the t

Boy hop out, you know we gon' flip shit

Cook shit up like chicken

Sportage with a drink

Hit em with it

Dissing on K money, now he dead

Stop all of that dissing

Smoking on some JJ back to back

Oh my God, it's hitting

Blitz gon' hit the front

I hit the back

Aim right after this fitted

Ain't talking no pencil

We shoot straight, yeah we gon' line em up

Like reclining chairs, just sitting back

I know my time ah come

Came and ate the meat, then sent to home

That's what you call a slut