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ar-ab - put it on da line lyrics

[hook]
i put it on the line, i put it on my mom
i took her for a bake then i put it on the nine
i never stay broke, i put it on my grind
ninety+five north with a drum full of dime
i put it on the line, i put it on the scales
i sleep with my sh+t, never put it on the shelf
i walked through h+ll then i put it in my rhymes
i just bought a drum then i put it in my nine

[verse 1]
i put it on the line, i put it on my gang
they looking for a third, tryna put it on my name
the best man get the drop, put it on my aim
they kicked down the door, had to flush it down the drain
i really bought bricks, i put it on my kids
an empty fridge, they don’t know what it is
you ever count two hundred sitting on a bid?
make me count twenty out then put it on your head
i put it on my block, i put it on my pop
he used to take a half a brick then put it in the pot
my mom found my stash when i hid it in a sock
got no bank account, i just put it in a box
i put it on my faith when i was sitting on that crate
i bought a razor blade when i was sitting on a plane
i gave my honour twenty and he put it on a straight
you show me thirty+four, i’ll put it in your face
[hook]
i put it on the line, i put it on my mom
i took her for a bake then i put it on the nine
i never stay broke, i put it on my grind
ninety+five north with a drum full of dime
i put it on the line, i put it on the scales
i sleep with my sh+t, never put it on the shelf
i walked through h+ll then i put it in my rhymes
i just bought a drum then i put it in my nine

[verse 2]
i put it on the line, i put it on my blood
i still ride around with the mask and the gloves
i just broke a brick down, i put it on my plug
i cooked up half then i put it on my cup
i put it on my heart, i put it on my soul
this work gonna jump when i put it in that bowl
orange box on a plate sitting on the stove
i eyeballed a twenty+eight and hit it on the nose
i put it on my hunger, i put it on myself
i loaded up my f.n. and put it on my belt
my brother got booked and i put it on his bail
i wired the plug money then he put it in the mail
i put it on the truth, i put it on my coupe
that when the drought came i put the numbers on the roof
bad chick with me and she shooting like she snoop
i feel like rich porter when i’m sitting on that stoop
[hook]
i put it on the line, i put it on my mom
i took her for a bake then i put it on the nine
i never stay broke, i put it on my grind
ninety+five north with a drum full of dime
i put it on the line, i put it on the scales
i sleep with my sh+t, never put it on the shelf
i walked through h+ll then i put it in my rhymes
i just bought a drum then i put it in my nine

- ar ab lyrics

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