On My Line

[Hook 1: Larry LoudPack]
It's some squares on my line, I seen all kinds
Dior sweater, LA night, just somethin’ slight (slight)
Italian motorbike, she want that pipe
Never in they life, they not the type (naw)
Squares on my line, I seen all kinds
We mix every sprite, used to be light
Italian motorbike, she want that pipe
Your partner do that for some likes, we not the type

[Verse 1: SenseiATL]
Got a new grip and I'm clutchin'
If you ain’t getting money you ain't nothin'
Smoking dope like David Ruffin
Nasty little bitch she disgusting (damn!)
Junya Watanabe kicks
Gotta stick with the karate kick (brra!)
Pouring up some dirty mix (dirty!)
Serving out a dirty dish (dirty!)
Every day I'm taking, bitch I'm in this (bitch I'm in this taking risks)
All my drugs designer and I rock designer shit
Gambling every fucking day I'm all about my chips (Goddamn!)
Quick blitz, quick trips, let it rip like a ripstick (pussy!)

[Hook 2]

[Verse 2: Randy Hoodrich]
Ay!
Riding all black Lambo, Randy Michael Knight (skrr skrr!)
I be in the wind, I be so high I am a kite
They wanna bite me, I can't advise (I can’t advise)
She wanna indict me, I can see it in her eyes (see it in her eyes)
I ain’t going back to jail, I don't fuck with pigsties (fuck twelve!)
I just popped a couple shrooms, I’m Six Flags on a ride (weee!)
I just pulled out the broom and swept your whole side (pew pew!)
Fighting off the pink like Kirby, feel like Meta Knight (uh)
She said she don't get high, said she's afraid of heights (oh my God!)
Larries have them hits for days, we got them terabytes (we got dem hits!)
I don't have no landing gear, I’m always in a flight (whoosh!)
I'm smoking gas, I seen your dope that shit look right

[Verse 3: Larry LoudPack]
Larry arrive on the scene, shine so hard give you a facelift
I never been to Wimbledon but I got iced out tennis bracelets
They try so hard to act right but then again it's on some fake shit (fake shit)
You can't be my baby cos that train done left the station

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