Iayze - Frontline lyrics

[Iayze - Frontline lyrics]

She wanna fuck for a bag
Don't know what she thinking
That bitch out of mind
You know we rock with them straps
Catch lil' boy out then he die
I got my shooter, he out of line
I had to leave that bitch
Can't waste no time
My lil' shooter on the frontline

Play in this bitch, you die
Bitch, don't hit my line
Bitch, don't even try lie
Hop in that bitch, it fly bullets gon' fly
Flopped, he died bullets on him, gon' fly
Finna roll up the opp, I'm fried
I remember the time I cried
It was back when my nigga had died
It ain't feel nothin' like real life
I'm gettin' racks now, I'm livin' life
I don't want that nat nat, shе trife


40 gon' make his ass snap back, like a bikе
I'm on the pills, I'm right
She wanna fuck all night

She wanna fuck for a bag
Don't know what she thinking
That bitch out of mind
You know we rock with them straps
Catch lil' boy out then he die
I got my shooter, he out of line
I had to leave that bitch
Can't waste no time
My lil' shooter on the frontline

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