Lines

[Chorus]
She wanna do more lines
Man I should have seen the signs
It's her motherfucking prime
Whylin' out like every time

[Verse 1]
Fucking a dime and I never spend a fucking dime
Already ahead man good luck trying to catch up no Heinz
Can't let nobody see make sure you pull in the blinds
30th floor and I'm high as a kite man I'm high
And I don't know which one is more of a motherfucking climb
I'd like to settle down with a good woman like a Guwop did
Type of girl that'd be there whether you win or if you lost it
Thotties around me though willing to do shit you never thought of
It's hard to resist them and suddenly you in the bed beside them
I live inside a highlight
Whether I'm wrong whether I'm right
I'm a product of the zeitgeist
Plus I do whatever I like
And I like to live in the mo'
I'm always driven to go
I want to win fuck a tie fuck a ribbon or a bow
Eyes on the prize and I try not to sidetrack
That's when I'm back back drilling these hoes
Ya'll made moves so villainy
Back when these hoes weren't feeling me
Back when I had no affinity
Back when I'd go get my pizza from Trinity
Maybe it's all by design
Just know that you falling behind
Condo at nine, guess it's that time

[Chorus]
She wanna do more lines
Man I should have seen the signs
It's her motherfucking prime
Whylin' out like every time

[Verse 2]
She gon' do it while you watch
Fuck a bathroom, cut it, line it, do it on the tabletop
Not my baby but I'm about to make your fucking cradle rock
I don't trust you though I hold my things at another spot
Who know what you taught, can't show you what I got
That's something I cannot
That's how your ass get caught, that's how your ass get rocked
Might look at me like a shop, trying to find out what's in stock
Watch how I talk
I ain't trying to get robbed like the Kardashian
Don't need nobody to cash me in
Do it myself I'm a champion
Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey
Got a lot in my tray
Bitches suckin', fuckin' for the clout every day
Fuck it, get your hustle on, get your muscles strong
Go and flex
Go and get that Lex, you ain't did no wrong, no crime
Strobe lights and slow wine
Drink yours then pour mine
Quick prayer she don't OD
Nosedive into the snow
Got it all under control
She give me a look that I know
I guess it's already that time

[Chorus]
She wanna do more lines
Man I should have seen the signs
It's her motherfucking prime
Whylin' out like every time