b#tch I crossed the line did it, so many times
Took all these drugs, f#ck not fine
Once I Kill a b#tch, he a guy yeah
Commit a suicide
We committed many many crimes
Once you movin then you gettin moved
Tell a prick f#ck off then he movin like a goose
Cuz he a goose got 2 shots in a barel fool you know my duce
Gotta get this sh#t right now bruv no excuse
Yeah now is my time tryna move like a pro
Better watch a guide
Don’t tryna ride, don’t come outside
Fool you know us bratts Mobb we in the ridе yeah
Yeah pull up in a four, Police at my door
Talkin on a poor kid I Just tryna gеt my score
Still active, just try be active like a bratt na na you f#ckin mad
Yeah Saw them fools somewhere under asda
Talk bout beein rich he was drivin Mazda
Back out then he gettin back
Prick will run guys’re mad better have a luck
Homie always bring a Glock
We growin hotter, just prepare for a cold waterrrr
No cap brotherrrrr
f#ck you talkin bout we don’t even know each otherrrr
I f#cked your motherrrr
And f#ck your fatherrr
He should had a condom
Lookin like lil sl#t act a gangsta you’re just f#cked
Get lost you’re just random m
And All your fam lookin like a damn condoms yeaaaah
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Louis Bratt Lyrics – Cross the Line