B-LIN3 Lyrics

B-line B-line B-line B-line all my bitches sip tequila

Walk up in the fuckin section they be like uh who is he yeah

She like fuckin freaky nasty but she swear she keep it classy

Sip too much and lose my balance

Pretty women please my palate

B-line b-line b-line b-line

How they running right to me

She say she won't fall in love

I steal her heart like robbery

I could never be your husband

But I'll treat you right lil bae

She say she gon fuck the world

We b-line straight right to my place

B-line b-line b-line b-line

How they running right to me

She don't got a job okay we just kick up and just fuck all day

B-line b-line b-line b-line

Watch the world just rot away

No role model not a leader

Hit my plug I got to re-up

Eli Eli Eli

3 step drop I'm popping on target

Young gunshot I'm quick just like Titus

Kitchen I cook, I'm feelin like Tyas

Re-run re-run re-run re-run

All these rappers think I've seen em

That chick you tryna fly out on my dick like ballerina

Rolling stoned my strings they untuned

That girl want me, she don't like you

Sex like a poem, boy I fuck in haiku's

Be like me, I don't advise to

B-line B-line B-line B-line all my bitches sip tequila

Walk up in the fuckin section they be like uh who is he yeah

She like fuckin freaky nasty but she swear she keep it classy

Sip too much and lose my balance

Pretty women please my palate

B-line b-line b-line b-line

How they running right to me

She say she won't fall in love

I steal her heart like robbery

I could never be your husband

But I'll treat you right lil bae

She say she gon fuck the world

We b-line straight right to my place

B-line b-line b-line b-line

How they running right to me

She don't got a job okay we just kick up and just fuck all day

B-line b-line b-line b-line

Watch the world just rot away

No role model not a leader

Hit my plug up got to re-up

Rolling stoned my strings they untuned

That girl want me, she don't like you

Sex like a poem, boy I fuck in haiku's

Be like me, I don't advise to

B-line B-line B-line B-line all my bitches sip tequila

Walk up in the fuckin section they be like uh who is he yeah

She like fuckin freaky nasty but she swear she keep it classy

Sip too much and lose my balance

Pretty women please my palate

Rolling stoned my strings they untuned

That girl want me, she don't like you

Sex like a poem, boy I fuck in haiku's

Be like me, boy you could try to