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b_kay_11 - don't cross my line! lyrics

(intro)
uh
caution 1,2 1,2
srry

(verse)
we get in his pocket
beaten is ass then we robbed him
crying and yelling, telling us to stop
h+ll nah bruh there’s no other option
cooking at grandma’s house for thanksgiving
don’t threaten me if your n+gga ain’t living
got shot up yesterday cause the n+gga is tripping
ya boy dumb and he never listens
pick up the 40, blasting his face
got his boy wit the scary look on his face
his other homies running away
known that n+ggas gonna die today
catch his body on a highway
those who are reading this like the homie louis
we all go stupid
pulling that benz out the drive way
ah, get out my sh+t, get out my sh+t
one day ill be rich, one day ill be rich
rolly on my wrist, rolly on my wrist
boxing a kid, boxing a kid
throwing them hits, throwing them hits
f+ckin the bae, f+ckin the bae
what more can i say (ha ya)
i got the bag bro (bag bro)
look at the stack tho (stack tho)
a dozen of hunnids (a hunnids)
i’m feelin real glad yo (i’m feelin real glad yo)
counting my bullets (bullets)
shooting them pr+cks (shooting them pr+cks)
feels like i’m uh feels like i’m uh
feels like i’m getting them hits, b+tch
(hook) 2x
rule number 1, don’t cross my line
if you start moving, ill take your life
rule number 2, don’t be the only one
i got my f+ckin choppa, i’ll make them numbers run

(outro)
haha
b+tch

- b_kay_11 lyrics

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