On tha linë Lyrics by Yeat is latest English song with music also given by Hue (Producer) & Dream Awake. On tha linë song lyrics are written by Dream Awake, Hue (Producer) & Yeat.
On tha linë Song Detail
| Song Name: | On tha linë |
| Singer: | Yeat |
| Composer: | Hue (Producer), Dream Awake |
| Lyrics by: | Dream Awake, Hue (Producer), Yeat |
On tha linë Lyrics
Yeah, how does he does it? (rah, yeah)
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, ’cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
And this money too far, gonna save that s**t, I won’t touch it (yeah, hold on)
Back off a shot, gon’ break, kick back like buckets
Snappin’ the fakes in my circle like kit-kat does it
I can take your lil’ bi**h if I want to, yeah, but I doesn’t (but I doesn’t)
I just chopped up the g65, took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money, I couldn’t even tеll ’em ’cause I don’t know how (rah)
Turn up that beat ’til it blazin’, yеah
Turn up the beat ’til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn’t save that s**t
So perc’d out, yeah on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I’m a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can’t even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this s**t, all my sauce, yeah
And I’m gon’ rock out at every show, yeah (hold up)
You not my twin, you not my bro (hey, hey)
Everywhere I go, I’m takin’ my pole
Yeah, we drippin’, it’s syrup, that’s a’ight no trippin’
Sippin’ on syrup all day, couldn’t hold it in, I’m pissin’
He done put everything on the line, on the kid, now he end up missin’
When you got a lot of money comin’ in, then you better start the big tippin’ (flip it)
Yeah, how does he does it? (rah, yeah)
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, ’cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
And this money too far, gonna save that s**t, I won’t touch it (yeah, hold on)
Back off a shot, gon’ break, kick back like buckets
Snappin’ the fakes in my circle like kit-kat does it
I can take your lil’ bi**h if I want to, yeah, but I doesn’t (but I doesn’t)
I just chopped up the g65, took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money, I couldn’t even tell ’em ’cause I don’t know how (rah)
Turn up that beat ’til it blazin’, yeah
Turn up the beat ’til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn’t save that s**t
So perc’d out, yeah on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I’m a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can’t even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this s**t, all my sauce, yeah
And I’m gon’ rock out at every show, yeah (hold up)