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4 s Line Lyrics[Intro]
Baby, you been on my mind for the longest
I been blowing up your line for the longest
Baby, you been on my mind for the longest
I been blowing up your line for the longest

[Verse 1]
Even luxury and lavish nigga bossed up
We on Rodeo, that nigga shop at Ross, love
Matching Louis sweats, Fendi with your Balmain
I'ma buy it, I don't care what it cost, love
Feel the pipe bout to bust from the pressure
You ain't the plug, I would never finesse ya
Come to bed, lay your head on my chest, bae
And leave the smell of YSL on your sweater

[Chorus]
Like Jericho, your walls fall down
Jericho, your walls fall down, like
Baby, you been on my mind for the longest
I been blowing up your line for the longest, yeah
I can see it in your eyes, know you want this
Put my heart in your hand, you control it

[Post-Chorus]
So we pull up to the club in a Lotus
Two of us can't afford not to focus (I been blowing up your line)
I been pulling hella hits from your favorites
Off the drink she like "my nigga wrote this", yeah (hey)
Off the drink you like "my nigga wrote this"
(I been blowing up your line)
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Off the drink know that mouth is an issue
Throw it back with an arch like the rent due (Line for the longest, yeah)
Ten pretty white toes in the Louis slides
Feel like you struck gold if you do it right
Fell for the wrong hoe, oops, silly me
I'm up now like "yeah, bitch, it's really me"
We been mixing cranberry with the grenadine
Mango, red cherry, Halle Berry tea
She been tryna cut down on the brown liq
Doggy style but that pussy bout to meow, bitch
Big dick, big bank, that's a big move
It's manual so let me show you what the stick do
You knew exactly what it was when I hit you
You know exactly what it is when I'm with you

[Chorus]
Like Jericho, your walls fall down
Jericho, your walls fall down, like
Baby, you been on my mind for the longest
I been blowing up your line for the longest, yeah
I can see it in your eyes, know you want this
Put my heart in your hand, you control it

[Post-Chorus]
So we pull up to the club in a Lotus
Two of us can't afford not to focus
I been pulling hella hits from your favorites
Off the drink she like "my nigga wrote this," yeah
Off the drink you like "my nigga wrote this"
(I been blowing up your line, this)
(Line for the longest, yeah)
I been blowing up your line