ฟังเพลงHit My Line (feat. Jay Critch, Joey Bada$$ & AKTHESAVIOR) (Explicit)

作曲 : Akeem Joseph/Jason Critchow/Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott/Powers Pleasant

Ooh

Ooh, yeah

Ooh

Ooh

And you know I got the

My little baby be on it, ask what she gon' home with

Twist, snag, I’m in the moment

******* ****, she don't condone it

Gimme that brain, know she got a diploma

***** so good, make me fall in a coma

Think about it, give a ***** a *****

Work of art, she belong in a MOMA

Type of girl you wanna bring to your mama

She play it cool, never startin' no drama

Love her 'cause she just be stackin' her commas

President **** like Michelle and Obama

Pina coladas when we in Bahamas

We go to Nobu, don't do Benihanas

Ain't gotta question, I know she a rider

Anything that she need, you know that I got

You gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my—

I thought you was up when I hit you (Up when I hit you)

I was tryna pull up and come get you (Skrrt)

Tryna get comfortable with you (Comfortable with you)

Maybe live like a Huxtable with you (Huxtable with you)

But I don't really know if I'm wit' it yet

One thing for sure is that ***** is heaven sent (Heaven sent)

You not the only girl that could get it wet

I could get one to replace you, it’s evident (Evident)

But I can't lie, she the realest

This why I don't do the feelin's (Don't do the feelin's)

I'm not with the young, I just seal it

I was just thinkin' 'bout millions (Thinkin' 'bout millions, yeah)

I don't want the stress, I done made it out

I ain't got **** to complain about (Uh)

All ice, diamonds pop, like they breakin' out

Blue racks when I'm checkin' the bank account

You gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my—

AK, he stay on this pivot

Travel only for the ticket

Smokin' ****, defying physics

Yeah, I'm high, passing limits

Save your life without a halo, a ***** just tryna go get it

Sippin' Henny 'til I piss it, demigod, how I'm liftin'

***** I'm passin' the limits,

I'm treatin' this **** like a scrimmage

Tell her "Let's skate", like its Venice,

After like, "Reggie, I hit it"

Back to her man now she chillin’

******' yo' ***** when I'm back on the road

*****s be fakin', they breakin' the code

Tell her to back it up, I got the pole

Rover Street *****s, but still got my soul

You gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my line, line, line

Shorty so fine, fine, fine

Runnin' through my mind, mind, mind

Gotta hit my line, man, she so damn fine

She gotta hit my—