My Line

I'll be tapping with the drink

Know what I'm sayin'

Put new ingredients in the tr-

(There's something wrong with my line)

They so fraud with that art, he done drove it in a crisis

Had a nerve to play with it and still hit you with these prices

Your sprite don't change colors, your paints ain't double sealed

Nine times out of ten, you ain't got that holy feel

I was sippin' bar when that bar was really bar

Me and Ro and Big Mo leanin' out the baby jar

That don't numb the tongue, that's that Uwot, baby

All that loose ass drink remind me of Watergrave

Drink man, drink man, why you gotta play, man?

You gon' make me tattoo your house with the K, man

And on the cool, you done lost your mind, a hundred and fifty a line

I'ma need all mine or it's goin' down

(There's something wrong with my line)

What is all that up in their madness?

(There's something wrong with my line)

I don't want none of that, so give me my money back

(There's something wrong with my line)

What is all that up in there, man?

(There's something wrong with my line)

What's all that up in there with them?

I think you got some extra ingredients in there or something

Nah, that's right, mate, that real kissy, mate, kiss him, Kissy, dog

I ain't tripping, and it tastes kind of sticky, but you never know, though, eh?

Say, I prepped it for myself

It's kind of funny looking, but you know what I'm saying?

I'm trying to sing

(There's something wrong with my line)

Uh, that ain't a real pint of drink, that's a knockoff

I knew that shit was fake just as soon as I tore the top off

If it's real, they gon' stay, if it's fake, they gon' try to drop off

Z-Quil mixed with real, you beggin' me to knock your block off

When I top off, my shit be smellin' like Elmo's glue

Y'all shit be smellin' like transmission fluid and shampoo

Bunch of squigglies in the baby bottle, that don't look too sanitary

Yo, sir, it's a thot, bitch, I'd rather drink that Halle Berry