Get In Line lyrics

by

CEO Trayle


[Intro]
Yeah
For sure
It's Big 4
(Just pay the guy)

[Verse]
Ayy, I might call that b*tch when I'm tryna f*ck
Ayy, I might cop a Hellcat and get my b*tch a Tesla
Ayy, yellow tape shawty, tell me, what you got the stretcher for?
Ayy, I'm up a cool hundred, n*gga, what you think I'm flexin' for?
All speculations, you can keep on speculatin'
Ayy, I f*cked her, then walked past that b*tch like we ain't have relations
You can call me Big Boss or Big C4 or Satan
Ayy, if I get on this sh*t, everybody gon' play it
The way I dress, it make a statement, just watch how I play it
I ain't never made no statement, if I do, make sure I'm dеad
All you hearin' is the Drac' click, then my еyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when Pape switched, it was out his hands
I do this sh*t for my day ones and all my fans
All them n*ggas wanna see me win, see me advance
Told the label they can't recoup no baby-ass advance
I just took that boy advance money and bought three pair of pants
Just like I moved to southpaw, I just switched the stance
I do this sh*t for my grandpa, he couldn't feel his hands
Ayy, high-speed in my BM car, loaded full of Xans
Ayy, and n*ggas you used to see with me ain't here no more, they didn't stick to the plan
Anything for my baby boy, I'll risk that sh*t again
I can cut this sh*t one more time, I whip that sh*t again
Ayy, all that bullsh*t be talkin', it's gon' get back in the end
And n*ggas was cool, but now these n*ggas di*k suckin' like fans
Ayy, and me and Big Folks ain't even with the same n*ggas that we started with
pus*y-ass n*ggas act like hoes when we arguin'
Got n*ggas comin' back like they wan' be part the squad again
Naw, you can't get inside, b*tch, click it to the side, switch
Fifty, sixty-nine, fix, we was into buyin' bricks
All white just like my teeth, Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit the ground for my jit
Ayy, know I got them soldiers, they gon' get in line for that hit
[Outro]
Naw, you can't get inside, b*tch, click it to the side, switch
Fifty, sixty-nine, fix, we was into buyin' bricks
All white just like my teeth, Invisalign my bricks
Couple million up in case I hit the ground for my jit
Ayy, know I got them soldiers, they gon' get in line for that hit
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