Don't Hit My Line (Explicit)

Don't Hit My Line (Explicit) - Arizona Zervas

Lyrics by：Arizona Zervas

Composed by：Arizona Zervas

Oh they wanna talk now let 'em move they lips lips

Coming at my neck and they talking all that s**t s**t

I ain't really tripping no I ain't got the time time

But when I glow up b***h please don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Oh now ain't it funny when I'm down they just lay low

Oh now ain't it funny they my friend when they say so

Watch 'em come around when I pull up in that range though

Watch 'em come around when I start stacking all these pesos

If I like that s**t I gon' top that s**t

I might just flex for fun

If I like that s**t then I invite that b***h

Then I s*x her down until she cum

I ain't no chump b***h don't be dumb

Run through your club no Forrest Gump

Lookin' so clean and I'm with my whole team

If you talked that s**t then you might get slapped

I tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

But you b***hes never listen

I tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

That your boy been on a mission

Tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

But they couldn't see the vision

I tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

Now look what you've been missin'

Oh they wanna talk now let 'em move they lips lips

Coming at my neck and they talking all that s**t s**t

I ain't really tripping no I ain't got the time time

But when I glow up b***h please don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Oh now ain't it funny how they talking all that bulls**t

Oh now ain't it funny how they treat me like a nuisance

Watch 'em' come around when I drop all of my new s**t

Watch 'em' come around when I pull up in that new whip

I go and do 3 shows then I do 3 h*es

Better hope one ain't your b***h

I see you flex on the gram with a couple of gram

But we both know that you ain't rich

You wear fake fits what I wear looks slick

I don't play baseball but your boy make cents

In my home town now everybody down

'Cause your boy went hard and your boys ain't s**t

I tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

But you b***hes never listen

Tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

That your boy been on a mission

Tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

But they couldn't see the vision

Tried to tell ya tried to tell ya

Now look what you've been missin'

Oh they wanna talk now let 'em move they lips lips

Coming at my neck and they talking all that s**t s**t

I ain't really tripping no I ain't got the time time

But when I blow up b***h please don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line

Don't hit my line no

Don't hit my line