Don't Bang My Line - Pouya, Night Lovell

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile

Swervin', bendin' corners with no purpose to my life

I got no permit but I’m workin' on my new mixtape tonight

Now that my chain hang low, now that my neck so froze

Baby, I can be your Savage, you can be my Rose, yuh

Most of the underground rappers you fuck with today gotta pay they respect to me

Lately been feelin' like I was vital aspect

A reason that these rappers breathin'

Leave 'em on the cement leakin' at my leisure

Baby Bone, I ain’t never been a ho

Pussyboy, you ain’t got nine lives

5'5, got a .9, gotta let 'em hoes fly

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile

Alison, Valerie, all my bitches know

Tryna kill for the set, I got stitches now

Watch me walk, do your kindness, you can’t track me down

Leave your life up on the floor, no, we don’t make a sound

I can’t do this shit, my mind is losin' all its presence

Don’t leave my crib to be surrounded by these peasants

I don’t got no frame

White bitch sniff cocaine

Thirteen diamond chains

Old bitch said I’m not the same

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile

Gotta go get it, go jump out the couch

Grip on the nine and run me a route

FLA banging out my mouth

Down south boy never been in no drought

Get wet, sit back, baby, don’t be loud

Don’t bang my line, never been my style

Guess we 'bout to find out

Will the money and the hoes make it all worthwhile