Out of Line (feat. A9Nikz & A9Ksav)

We spin the block tryna find these goons No, we don't pop balloons, we slide ride round there tryna burn a boy Tryna pop some head or try ching some goons Look, they really love talk too much but who's on who Gyallie want me and I want her too She's got breast and back, that's cool Ay, we spin the block tryna find these goons No, we don't pop balloons, we slide ride round there tryna burn a boy Tryna pop some head or try ching some goons They really love talk too much but who's on who Gyallie want me and I want her too She's got breast and back, that's cool Yo, they had bro in the can for a very long time But he's fresh out the box like my kicks from Nike If you're not the type or your type Better give me your type, any type, every girl man like Psyche, I ain't tryna cuff no J bags Tryna make bags from my J like Mike I was 15 tryna get me a chain, you was 15 tryna fix chain on bike Get the dots to your head, no acne Sadly, I'm fully charged up, no battery Don't end up like Get chinged for throwing a slushy, my gang too savvy Still do it like Drake when I jump man Jump man, make a man jump, no athlete Yo, fuck a bad B on the nizz So instead I'm in the back of this car, no taxi See me in the real life, man's akhi I don't beef men say I'm beefing patties Just do it like Nike, one night I ride for the po while you in the backseat If they want war Pop smoke don't act please, slid to the B and your boys dem back beef 9 boys tell story like Sandy I still feed my sons in the sun, no Capri Yo, these opps don't bag, you don't make no bags I'm tryna draw their blood like fans These... Boys tryna be like man Say your name on church but don't slide where we hang Those stores are the place where they might get banged Like bando, don't off my fan How did K get got by me and the gang? We spin the block tryna find these goons No, we don't pop balloons, we slide ride round there tryna burn a boy Tryna pop some head or try ching some goons Look, they really love talk too much but who's on who Gyallie want me and I want her too She's got breast and back, that's cool Ay, we spin the block tryna find these goons No, we don't pop balloons, we slide ride round there tryna burn a boy Tryna pop some head or try ching some goons They really love talk too much but who's on who Gyallie want me and I want her too She's got breast and back, that's cool These pagan boys [?], we can't really say that we are beefing them They're broke and we see this beef yeah we pepper them And if he's Mr creme brulee, then I guess I'm the creme de la creme And his girl ain't a 10 out of 10 But she held this stick when we walk in the ends Let me tell you about days we put Smoke on road, BT... That stick and pole How be screaming they got But it ain't our fault that your boy too slow He got got and his big bro knows Till now they ain't rid for his little bro I've got bros back suttin like bone And I ain't tryna hear that I ain't involved They say we don't slide to the B but we slide to the B, no Cardi I just back that wap, tryna make opps sweat, no the same wap as Cardi Do it like BT take risk like Hardy, she wan play with a boy like Carti We pull up, pop smoke at the function, baby welcome to the party Yo, age 16 I was getting them views on grm daily chasing a bike None of them... Wanna get put in a spliff So I'm out tryna put 'em in a fight ... Got done by the gang in the B side Block and he dropped like my pants when I sag These boys them washed like the TV show Called Friends, like broski isn't that sad Tryna leave man red like roses, you don't wanna get got like... We left... Nn the field like Ricky You know he had a pain in his chest like covid ... Got flipped and kicked in the head, lucky broski dun poke him And your boy spent nights in the hospital Bed, that's peak so I don't wanna hear pimp