Nines - Line Of Fire Pt. 7 (feat. Streetz, Fatz, Trapstar Toxic, Little Torment) lyrics

Courtney Freckleton a.k.a Nina With the Nina, N9NES

[Nines - Line Of Fire Pt. 7 feat. Streetz, Fatz, Trapstar Toxic, Little Torment lyrics]

Karlos got that juice

Yo my plugs love me they keep on sharing
She got some new goods that I ain't declaring
That's a new strap my lil' bro out airing
He's a stubborn motherfucker hard of hearing
My shawty bad to the bone there's no comparing
She cook food and rub my back super caring
I got the SK with the star kniver nears in
And the kick on the 44's overbaring
In this fucking traphouse I'm the chairman
It's apparent I'm a rapper and a parent
Slide through the trenches gonna hear my music blaring
Them young shooters giving out a buy for too much staring

Flew 20gs in a night, that's light
Put the whole gang on a flight, that's light
All my merch sold out on my sitе, that's light
Me and all the traffickers arе tight well that's light

Just ask around when Streetz come around it's a lot
We're stripped from the cuff, like diamonds ain't enough
Came plain asked the judge I was drippy in the dock
Plugs said he's selling choppers, my niggas hella cop
What the fuck
Y'don't know bouts been cleaning with a mop
Blood dripping clean it up, Ice City run it up
Nigga said he got a move send the addy for the clock it's up
In the trap hella bottoms hella tops hella light though
Niggas in the bits selling bits in the night though
Niggas in whips with the switch like a lightbulb
Anything get hit is a hit phone on flight mode
You know what I did with a cig

Flew 20gs in a night, that's light
Put the whole gang on a flight, that's light
All my merch sold out on my site, that's light
Me and all the traffickers are tight well that's light

Set pace first I don't care if they be 30 deep
Always got my gun on me holla tip couple clap
You know what type of pressure I apply when you mention Fatz
Go and check my resume, I don't even have to chat
24 the cannon's on deck, it's been a wild day
So when I'm about, no one can't style
Rest in peace when I clart, I leave them all muddy
You know I fuck with a Zar, that's my nigga Ruggy
20 rounds of this darg, you know I'm on the fuckery
I can't let minds cry, I make yo mum freestyle
I don't even write, like
I shoot niggas jumping off a bike, that's light

Flew 20gs in a night, that's light
Put the whole gang on a flight, that's light
All my merch sold out on my site, that's light
Me and all the traffickers are tight well that's light

I could spit a line of fire or I put you in that firing line
Before they locked me I was getting bricks 10 at a time
See I ain't new to this grind, me and Nina's in that trap spot
36 in zs, clock it out by the night
Somebody tell me why these other bruddas trapping slow
Fam I hit the strip with some buds I got coins like I'm Mario
In the crop yard growing plants this ain't marry grown
Told the trap that you're Fabolous I can't let you go
I'm outside and it's late
My niggas said he wanna glide gotta car better switch up them plates
There's only real niggas round me when I step out them gates
Looking like a Gorilla, I step through in some BAPE let's go

Flew 20gs in a night, that's light
Put the whole gang on a flight, that's light
All my merch sold out on my site, that's light
Me and all the traffickers are tight well that's light

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