Nino Blanco – Bang My Line Lyrics

Bang my line
Bitch too fine
Whippin in the egg
She gon gimme that mind
Get up in her head
She don’t get up in mine
Bitches and bread
How i’m spendin my time
Bitch it feel good
When you gettin that dough
And I always feel shook
When a muhfucka don’t
I be wishin that you would
But i’m knowin that you won’t
Im the one that always do it
And I do it on the low
Bitch I had to get me through it
And I did it on my own
I be thinkin what i’m doin
When i’m sittin up alone
She don’t ask me how to do it
When she givin me the dome
And I tell her keep it movin
Cause I gotta get the dough
Always been way too street
For the bitch
Never let em take my cheese
Ima dip
You could lick my nuts
Ima vip
Ima pop
Cobain in this bitch
Feelin like i'm on some E
Ima one man team
I don’t need no bling
For the drip
All yo shit is make believe
And they all need me
So i'm feelin like the keys
To the whip
Baby im way too sick, i’m raw
Baby lemme put it up in, yo jaw
I just spent some money last night, I balled
I just got some cudi last night, she bald
Thought you was the buddy type bitch, my fault
Cup be lookin muddy might trip, might fall
Rollin up another, shit hit like dawg
Coutin up the hundreds, till I get them all
Bitch I can’t stop
Till the money lookin thick
You be wastin yo time
You be stressin bout a bitch
If you get up in the line
I could show you how pitch
I be doin hella fine
Till they tell me how to live
First I get up in her mind
Then I get up in her ribs
Got a homie doin time
So its muthafuck the pigs
Ate a rock and now i’m flyin
Yea dis muhfucka lit
Ima stay up on my grind
Until it muhfuckin flip
Bang my line
Bitch too fine
Whippin in the egg
She gon gimme that mind
Get up in her head
She don’t get up in mine
Bitches and bread
How i’m spendin my time
I aint thinkin nothin
But a muhfuckin check
I aint tryna get the pussy
Unless you givin me the neck
Ima keep this shit a hunnid
Ima do it for the set
Ima settle for the most
And you can settle for the less
I be smokin on some killa
I could feel it in my chest
Bitch I can’t get any realer
I’m as real as it gets
Give it to em like a dealer
Bet they finna come again
Turn a bitch to a believer
Then she let me get it in
Baby i’m hot
Pull up with the top
Walkin with a glock
Thinkin bout the knots
Talkin bout a lot
Trippin on a rock
Countin up the guap
I could never stop
Who you talkin bout
Bitch i’m on the top
I don’t wanna flop
So I gotta pop
Got it on a lock
Sell it like a shop
Money make me bop
Shorty got the wap
Yeah
Bitch i’m finna kick it
Like taekwondo
Shawty for the city
She a type one hoe
Bitch I keep wit me
Cause I like my pole
Money in my billies
So tight can’t fold
They be fuckin wit me
Cause they like my flow
Told me bring a jimmy
I don’t like that hoe
Totin on a semi
Just like my phone
They aint fuckin wit me
Im nice, i’m cold
Ima smoke my dope
Ima get that neck
Ima get my bread
Ima ride
If you wanna get like this
You can suck my dick
Once I get that check
Ima slide
Baby I be fresh like prince
And it been like this
Since the white tube socks
And the tie
Gridin till I make them ends
I don’t need no friends
Cause I got blue bens on the side
Bang my line
Bitch too fine
Whippin in the egg
She gon gimme that mind
Get up in her head
She don’t get up in mine
Bitches and bread
How i’m spendin my time