Hit My Line Lyrics

Bitch I'm busy

Don't you hit my line

I'm getting money

Fuck a nine-five

Can't find the words

Express my distaste

The way you did me

We call that a snake

Everyday going outta state

We eating good

We eating that stake

Making hits untils very late

Wake up the next day still getting paid

We stay at it everyday

We not stopping

Getting paid every possible way

Buy me something

All of that talking

Still no solution

Why we talking?

He might be a genius

But look like stephen hawking

I'm with my dawgs

And we still do not bark and

Steal all your shit

After we barg in

That to me sound oike a bargain

Just listened to your song it garbage

My worst songs better than your best

I'm feeling myself I gotta confess

Change up the flow

I'm in my bag

Pull up to the show

With something in my bag

Getting money

Got me right

All these years of being down

Got me feeling some spite yeah

I'm really working harrdd

I'm in the stu every night layin them bars

Working hard

Putting in a shift

Bitch I'm busy

Don't you hit my line

I'm getting money

Fuck a nine-five

Can't find the words

Express my distaste

The way you did me

We call that a snake

Everyday going outta state

We eating good

We eating that stake

Making hits untils very late

Wake up the next day still getting paid