Don't Hit My Line - Arizona Zervas

But when I glow up, bitch 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 I start stacking all these pesos

If I like that shit, I gon' top that shit

I might just flex for fun

If I like that shit, then I invite that bitch

Then I sex her down until she cum

I ain’t no bitch 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 shit then you might get slapped

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya but you bitches never listen

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya that your boy been on a mission

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya but they couldn’t see the vision

I tried to tell ya, I 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 shit (shit)

I ain’t really tripping no, I ain’t got the time (time)

But when I glow up, bitch 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 bullshit

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

Watch em' come around when I drop all of my new shit

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

I go and do 3 shows, then I do 3 hoes

Better hope one ain’t your bitch

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

shit

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya but you bitches never listen

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya that your boy been on a mission

I tried to tell ya, I tried to tell ya but they couldn’t see the vision

I tried to tell ya, I 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 shit (shit)

I ain’t really tripping no, I ain’t got the time (time)

But when I blow up, bitch 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