Текст песни On My Line! - $breezy

(Oh)
Shawty on my line, She just want my time
I had to get her out the way
'Cause she was telling lies
She was cap
She wouldn't look me inside my eyes
And I know that you a fan, how you lurking on my lives
And you know I get them bands, how I'm spending on my life
I got Prada, Prada, Prada
And you jealous on my line
I don't need nothing from no one
In the end I'ma be fine
You a leech, and my flow you be steady tryna bite (huh, yeah yeah)
Im like bitch nah, back the fuck up
Or else you gone die
I just popped a xanny' bar
Now I feel like I could fly (huh, yeah yeah)
If he talking shit, then he get shot in his eye
And my bitch she a 10, you know I stay with a .9
Huh, yeah yeah
Why he talking so much, I don't know, I don't know (I don't know)
Bullets coming through, I ain't trying to fight though
Cause in the end, I'm just running for my life though
From these demons that keep coming back in spite (Oh, No)
Yeah, I got to get rid of 'em
Bullets gone hit at 'em
If he want smoke then my choppa' gone get at 'em
2 shots to his head, like he wearing a fitted uh (Yeah)
Shawty on my line, She just want my time
I had to get her out the way, cause she was telling lies
She was cap
She wouldn't look me inside my eyes
And I know that you a fan, how you lurking on my lives
And you know I get them bands, how I'm spending on my life
I got Prada, Prada, Prada
And you jealous on my line
I don't need nothing from no one
In the end I'ma be fine
You a leech, and my flow you be steady tryna bite (huh, yeah yeah)
Im like bitch nah, back the fuck up
Or else you gone die
I just popped a xanny' bar
Now I feel like I could fly (huh, yeah yeah)
If he talking shit, then he get shot in his eye
And my bitch she a 10, you know I stay with a .9
Huh, yeah yeah
Yeah my bitch a 10, Yeah and yours a 2
I got a semi on me, and you got nothing on you
Yeah she sucking on me, oh what I'm finna' do?
I'm finna' sit back, relax, and kick my fucking feet up
Shawty on my line, She just want my time
I had to get her out the way
'Cause she was telling lies
She was cap
She wouldn't look me inside my eyes
And I know that you a fan, how you lurking on my lives
And you know I get them bands, how I'm spending on my life
I got Prada, Prada, Prada
And you jealous on my line
I don't need nothing from no one
In the end I'ma be fine
You a leech, and my flow you be steady tryna bite
Im like bitch nah, back the fuck up
Or else you gone die
I just popped a xanny' bar
Now I feel like I could fly
If he talking shit, then he get shot in his eye
And my bitch she a 10, you know I stay with a .9
Huh, yeah yeah