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yeat - on tha linë lyrics

yeah, how does he does it?
stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, ’cause i love it (phew, yeah)
forty+five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
yeah, and it’s way too far, gonna save that sh+t, i won’t touch it (yeah)
back off a shot, gon’ break, kick back like buckets
snappin’ the fakes in my circle like kit+kat does it
i could take your lil’ b+tch if i want to, yeah, but i doesn’t (but i doesn’t, hey)
i just chopped up the g65, took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
they ask how the h+ll i make money, i couldn’t even tell ’em ’cause i don’t know how (ah)
turn up that beat till it’s blazin’, yeah, turn up the beat till it bounce (yeah)
i’m too far gone, couldn’t save that sh+t, so i’m perc’ed out, yeah, on the couch
i’m a big dog, yeah, you a mouse (yeah, yeah, yeah)
can’t even rock with it, you not a boss (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i done invented this sh+t, that’s my sauce (yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i’m gon’ rock out at every show (yeah, yeah, yeah)

you not my twin, you not my bro (hey, hey)
everywhere i go, i’m takin’ my pole
yeah, we drippin’
it’s syrup, that’s alright, no trippin’
yeah, sippin’ on syrup all day, couldn’t hold it in, i’m p+ssin’
he done put everything on the line, on the kid, now he end up missin’
when you got a lot of money comin’ in, then you better start the big tippin’ (flip it)

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