On this Line Lyrics by DaBaby & NBA YoungBoy is latest English song with music also given by Jason Goldberg, Jahniya C, Leor Shevah & India Got Them Beats. On this Line song lyrics are written by DaBaby & NBA YoungBoy.
On this Line Song Detail
| Song Name: | On this Line |
| Singer: | DaBaby, NBA YoungBoy |
| Composer: | Jason Goldberg, Jahniya C, Leor Shevah, India Got Them Beats |
| Lyrics by: | DaBaby, NBA YoungBoy |
On this Line Lyrics
Baby
Mommy, india got them beats!
Wake up, bi**h
Leor, light it up
Ayy, you see that ni**a they just brought in here?
I know him, man, that ni**a from the other side
Come on
He got a soap sock, I got a shank (yeah)
What the f**k he on his line for? I don’t know what they think
Soon as they bring our breakfast tray (I’m on there), you know I’m gon’ crank (yeah)
Soon as these doors open up, I don’t give no f**k, I just wan’ bang
And I ain’t worried ’bout none of these pu**y ni**as
Laugh my bi**h a*s to the bank
Free my cousin, I go there and sit there with ’em
If these ni**as keep actin’ like what they ain’t
Gun a ni**a down, broad daylight
Makin’ sure he dеad right there, I don’t play right, ni**a
Scary-a*s ni**a keep callin’ ’round the city
Tryna cop a plеa and get his face right with me
If a ni**a on his line with me
Bang fire with me, you ain’t safe, my ni**a
Guarantee every dome from a to c
Know I bang big b in my face, my ni**a
By mornin’, I’ma check ’em out this bi**h
Bean bag, know they gon’ mace this bi**h
Lock down ’til the whole line get fixed
I ain’t worried ’bout one ni**a in this bi**h
’cause he got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the f**k he on his line for? I don’t know what they think
Young ni**a been locked since seventeen, runnin’ s**t
Shippin’ them bowls, police keep takin’ his phone
He in prison and he put me on
I’m still rappin’, got rich, now I’m tryna get him home
Yeah, somebody tell meek and jay-z help me go get my cousin
Ain’t got time to play with this s**t
Don’t play with me, play with yo’ kids
Ni**as know baby bussin’, they know I got stain in this bi**h
Aim at a bi**h, shoot out the side of a maybach
And went back and painted the whip
Pay me a lawyer, bulletproof trucks for my daughter
So coppers can’t spray at the whip
’cause I got a ar, he got a glock, huh
“damn, that ni**a still shootin’”
That lil’ s**t just ran outta shots, huh?
Catch a ni**a go and eat s**t, bet before a ni**a speak
He gon’ think before he talk now
I was the hottest rapper in the world
Gettin’ in shootouts right in front of a cop car
Spray, ni**a
I got a red flag, made out of gym shorts (yeah)
I got that mojo, sprayed on top of new years car
I just got my court date pushed back, they tryna make it hard
Tryna see if I’m lucky for the funny new pack on the yard
My ni**a just gave me a new android, I ain’t have to pay for it
My ni**a just made another draw blood
We all might get charged for it
Can’t go to the dome, they got me sinnin’, black and white stripes
Or cross me, that’s a old head, he told me that he doin’ life
He doin’ life, damn
I’m too young for that, huh, huh
I pray to god, I said I swear to god
I-I-I hope them bi**hes don’t try to hang a ni**a like that, slime, you heard me?
I don’t know why this ni**a got me on this muf**kin’ song rappin’ like we in jail right now anyway, ni**a
Ni**a crazy, bi**h, you home, ni**a
Know that’s that life we live, ni**a
Stay ready for whatever, yeah
They caught up, they feelin’ us
He got a soap sock, I got a shank
What the f**k he on his line for? I don’t know what they think
Soon as they bring our breakfast tray, you know I’m gon’ crank
Soon as these doors open up, I don’t give no f**k, I just wan’ bang