"Line Of Scrimmage" lyrics
(Lost Tapes 2019)
Yeah, shawty, you ain't got no competition, you going four out of four
You got my location on, soon as I go out the door
A couple hoes a nigga fucked, I can't be fucking no more
They got relations with their husbands, but their lovers don't know
Until I cross them off the list, ain't on the bucket no more
And I'm just somewhere doing spot, they $400 a show
I said pull up, mama, take a flight and get your life
We can mingle for the night, but I'm too single for a wife
I got R&B women singing jingles to the pipe
Girls from my hometown, down a flinger for a flight
How I got here, shit is so surreal, it's like I'm not here
From popping the card deck on solitaire, micro software
Leaving your girl with a half cup of drunken cocktails
I'm started in a bar then we went harder till we got there
Niggas know us, I'm doing deals like what they pause
White folks labeled us poor, but they daughters gon' sing the course
In the city going up like a Jonas, brother, One Umbrella
We can't hear them mother suckers under the jet propellers
Trying to juggle my baby mother and work life
Especially when my work nights, turn into walking side booby trapping, G5, $20,000 on twerk night
And back to record play, 5 o'clock in the morning, working with Mike and Johann
Another day I got a flight to roll on, track suits to keep me cozy every flight I go on
His and hers for the women that get the swerve that hop on the flight, inside of the cold and they get the first
As soon we land, give her the dick that a chick deserve
Took off for Bella Luna and get to get the dessert
What is it worth?, all of these women call an iguana timid
Like they don't play my game and they don't know my line of scrimmage, uh
Lil Tory!
You got my location on, soon as I go out the door
A couple hoes a nigga fucked, I can't be fucking no more
They got relations with their husbands, but their lovers don't know
Until I cross them off the list, ain't on the bucket no more
And I'm just somewhere doing spot, they $400 a show
I said pull up, mama, take a flight and get your life
We can mingle for the night, but I'm too single for a wife
I got R&B women singing jingles to the pipe
Girls from my hometown, down a flinger for a flight
How I got here, shit is so surreal, it's like I'm not here
From popping the card deck on solitaire, micro software
Leaving your girl with a half cup of drunken cocktails
I'm started in a bar then we went harder till we got there
Niggas know us, I'm doing deals like what they pause
White folks labeled us poor, but they daughters gon' sing the course
In the city going up like a Jonas, brother, One Umbrella
We can't hear them mother suckers under the jet propellers
Trying to juggle my baby mother and work life
Especially when my work nights, turn into walking side booby trapping, G5, $20,000 on twerk night
And back to record play, 5 o'clock in the morning, working with Mike and Johann
Another day I got a flight to roll on, track suits to keep me cozy every flight I go on
His and hers for the women that get the swerve that hop on the flight, inside of the cold and they get the first
As soon we land, give her the dick that a chick deserve
Took off for Bella Luna and get to get the dessert
What is it worth?, all of these women call an iguana timid
Like they don't play my game and they don't know my line of scrimmage, uh
Lil Tory!
