WTF U DOIN (Hit My Line)

(The Grim Reaper has arrived)
 Lil bitch just hit my line
 What the fuck you doin'
 Wit my team on the block I be Moving
 Aye
 We can go
 Yea yea
 We can go
 (Fuck you shady)
 Lil bitch
 Just hit my line
 (Hello)
 What the fuck you doin
 I be wit my team
 On the block
 I be moving
 Just tell me if you down
 Take my hand and we can go
 I be hitting plays getting money
 On the road ay
 We can move fast
 But my heart gon' take it slow
 I could let you leave
 But I thought that you should Know
 See ride around town
 And all I know is flex
 I could talk about it
 But I think you know the rest
 Yea I think you know the deal
 I'm just tryna chill
 Bitches be fraud
 But shawty keep it real
 Ion like to feel
 Crack a seal and take some pills
 We can meet the martyrs
 Cause I know you wit the thrill
 Yea I know you like to ride
 Meet me outside
 Ops they be hating
 We gon hurt they pride
 He aint wit the smoke
 But he be getting fried
 Before a nigga touch me
 He gon have to die
 He gon have to die
 You my twin flame baby
 Your bullets is pink
 They ain't the same baby
 You got my heart
 I ain't been feeling so lame lately
 Whatchu tryna do
 Pour that wok up in this thang Baby
 Swervin' in the whip
 Ain't nobody in our lane
 You kinda toxic
 But not too much
 I know you'll pull the thooka out
 To make em hush
 If yo opps fuck with you
 They better fuck with us
 And I ain't felt this way and When I say that You gon blush
 So
 Whatchu on tonight
 You been lookin real fine
 I like your personality
 It's hard to say your mine
 But please don't waste my time
 I know you hit my phone
 I'll be there when you need me so you'll Never be alone
 But
 Lil bitch
 Just hit my line
 What the fuck you doin
 I be wit my team
 On the block
 I be moving
 Just tell me if you down
 Take my hand and we can go
 I be hitting plays getting money
 On the road ay
 We can move fast
 But my heart gon' take it slow
 I could let you leave
 But I thought that you should know
 See ride around town
 And all I know is flex
 I could talk about it
 But I think you know the rest
 Yea I think you know the rest
 I scratch the body, I'm smashing the whip
 Can't see nobody I darken the tint
 If I crash the foreign
 I'm swapping that bitch
 I-I fucked that bitch but she don't mean shit
 I'm popping shit
 I'm popping shit
 You niggas ain't really on shit
 (You make me sick)