Текст песни Don't Hit My Line - K1D feat. Manzo Soul

Bitch don't hit my line I'm trapped
I'm busy I'm chasing this dough
If you ain't know you know
Split all the cash with my bros
Neck be on 40 below
I got some coke for her nose
Let it snow, let it snow
I'm a cashcow she a goat
Good throat

Bitch don't hit my line
I'm on my grind
That's basics
You better know

I do not waste my time with the beef online
Don't tempt me when I'm on road

I got some weed and it go for the low
Heart got so cold, I done got it a coat
Stay with the shooters, they go when I go
Got some bad bitches, they know imma blow

Hoe don't be hitting my line
I'm busy like all of the time
I don't wanna hear 'bout your job
I'm out with the mob
You know we get money a lot
The beamer still bending the block
Got weed in my sock
I'm black so I'm ducking the cops
These like glue on my c*ck
They all on my d*ck
My girl want you n***** to stop
Shorty don't hit my line
Told a n***** I ain't got no time
Told my n***** I'm busy working
I ain't spending no time online
Pull up at a n***** crib if it's urgent
If it's not, give me peace of mind
Get respect, get my cash on time
Young K1D all the way from the Nine

I be out balling
Catch me at rec
I know y'all n***** upset

Hop on the stage
Give you set, watch all the money we get

Blood on my shoes, Jordan 1 reds
Drip and I do it again

All of the pain
Never forget
Still I got no regrets yeah

No regrets, no regrets

Count my blessings
What is next

I been flexing on my ex

Conversation still a mess

Bitch don't hit my line, I'm trapped
I'm busy, I'm chasing this dough
If you ain't know, you know
Split all the cash with my bros
Neck be on 40 below
I got some coke for her nose
Let it snow, let it snow
I'm cashcow, she a goat
Good throat

Bitch don't hit my line
I'm on my grind
That's basics
You better know

I do not waste my time with the beef online
Don't tempt me when I'm on road

I got some weed and it go for the low
Heart got so cold, I done got it a coat
Stay with the shooters, they go when I go
Got some bad bitches, they know imma blow