DJ Hoppa, Grieves, Vel The Wonder - Flat Line lyrics
[DJ Hoppa, Grieves, Vel The Wonder - Flat Line lyrics]
Yeah, DJ Hoppa vel the Wonder
Rhyme serious
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
(yeah, I found out bitch)
Yeah, what you holla at me for?
I ain't try'na talk about it if
You ain't try'na be more
Every day I level up and
You ain't try'na keep score
I planted by my mama's house and
Coolin' by the beach more
One in Cali, one in New York
One overseas where my C's could
Run through the door
A big hitter, I'm still running the score
When my bitches spark a blunt in the store
They still buzzing for more
They claim they love me but
They ducking my tours always say you're fam
But which cousin is yours
A pandemic interrupted my course
Best believe I'ma rebuttal with force
Give me credit like you plugging the source
Splitting MCs like a fucking divorce
(Be gone, bitch)
A politician you want to endorse
Follow it, swallow it
You're swallowing bottles and bottles of
My actions speak loud and I'm
Proud of these words (Oh you know)
With some R&B bitches, wearing hoodies
(Wearing hoodies) for a pair of goodies
Seem's a little red to me
Maybe I'll have an heir to me
She can see the air is through me
Blessed Judy
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
(yeah, I found that bitch too)
They tried to get me on some one
And done shit I couldn't be that
Or I'ma take a Louisville
Slugger to the kneecap
A vet up in this game
You study my every recap
Your mama, got me listed as their free pass
Damn, how many times and how
Many rhymes have I
Kicked, they religiously on my
Tip like a rabbi
Damn I'm fly like "Fly pelican, fly"
Got you that raisin and toast like
He's one hell of a guy
Made a big-ass wave and never surfed it
And he's a hydro-electric energy versus
My whole crew pack full of
Legends the head's worship
These dumb cats cut through the
Track like a blind surgeon
I bet your mama told you
You could be the greatest (Greatest)
And no offense
But she doesn't know what she's saying
These cats get a little bit
Of gas then they're waiting
Get to chomping and out their
Ass when they say shit ooh, wait bitch
None of this was ever
Supposed to get complicated
I been around the block a
Couple times in my spaceship
Leveled up the power of my greatness
Talk my shit
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
Rhyme serious
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
(yeah, I found out bitch)
Yeah, what you holla at me for?
I ain't try'na talk about it if
You ain't try'na be more
Every day I level up and
You ain't try'na keep score
I planted by my mama's house and
Coolin' by the beach more
One in Cali, one in New York
One overseas where my C's could
Run through the door
A big hitter, I'm still running the score
When my bitches spark a blunt in the store
They still buzzing for more
They claim they love me but
They ducking my tours always say you're fam
But which cousin is yours
A pandemic interrupted my course
Best believe I'ma rebuttal with force
Give me credit like you plugging the source
Splitting MCs like a fucking divorce
(Be gone, bitch)
A politician you want to endorse
Follow it, swallow it
You're swallowing bottles and bottles of
My actions speak loud and I'm
Proud of these words (Oh you know)
With some R&B bitches, wearing hoodies
(Wearing hoodies) for a pair of goodies
Seem's a little red to me
Maybe I'll have an heir to me
She can see the air is through me
Blessed Judy
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
(yeah, I found that bitch too)
They tried to get me on some one
And done shit I couldn't be that
Or I'ma take a Louisville
Slugger to the kneecap
A vet up in this game
You study my every recap
Your mama, got me listed as their free pass
Damn, how many times and how
Many rhymes have I
Kicked, they religiously on my
Tip like a rabbi
Damn I'm fly like "Fly pelican, fly"
Got you that raisin and toast like
He's one hell of a guy
Made a big-ass wave and never surfed it
And he's a hydro-electric energy versus
My whole crew pack full of
Legends the head's worship
These dumb cats cut through the
Track like a blind surgeon
I bet your mama told you
You could be the greatest (Greatest)
And no offense
But she doesn't know what she's saying
These cats get a little bit
Of gas then they're waiting
Get to chomping and out their
Ass when they say shit ooh, wait bitch
None of this was ever
Supposed to get complicated
I been around the block a
Couple times in my spaceship
Leveled up the power of my greatness
Talk my shit
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) that's fine, that's fine
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line
You ain't gotta love me, baby, that's fine
(Aye) anywhere that you go
I'ma have the juice until I flat line (Aye)
Flat line, flat line