Line Em Up

[Intro]

M-M-M-Murda

[Pre-Chorus]

I had a Benz when you had a bike

Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white

You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend

You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend

[Verse 1]

She said I got a vanilla aftertaste

Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave

A real pump, it ain't nothin' like South Park

Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart

Sit the trap on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze

Got them extra extendos, call them Eazy-Es

Uzis, .223s, Tecs, semi-automatic, reflex

Bullet ain’t got no name, but these no names ain't got no respect

Put some respect on my name, no, know where I got that from

Mad scientist in this bitch, don't even know what I'm mad for

Whoo, 'cause it's hard to ignore the bullshit when it can't flush

Whoo, tryna down and duck, but you can't duck, nigga

[Chorus]

Stunt, stunt, real deal

Had the MAC-11, real, real

Had to see your ass, the real deal

Had to see your ass, the real deal

I had to line 'em up, line 'em up

You niggas crack me up

Do-Donald Duck

Stunt, stunt, real deal

Had the MAC-11, real, real

Had to see your ass, the real deal

Had to see your ass, the real deal

I had to line 'em up, I’m anonymous

You niggas crack me up

You better Donald Duck

[Verse 2]

Gas 'em up, I'ma burn 'em up

Yeah, pack 'em up, I'ma pile up

Yeah, line 'em up, yeah, sign 'em up

Yeah, line 'em up, I'm anonymous

[?] with the [?]

I'm comin' back with the dogs

Go at my neck, I come back at your skull

I'm comin' back with her drawers

Come back with the bag, the package and all

Yeah, I put the stash in the wall

30-round dick, I'm jackin' it off, yeah

To eighty more jacks in the cards

Aces and Kings, blackest of hearts

I played the hands I was taught

Family man, your family involved, damn

Family tree, branches gon' fall

Actin' the ass, no actin' at all, no

All of the cameras is off

You ****ed up the deal

You back at the mall

We duck and back at the farm

[Pre-Chorus]

I had a Benz when you had a bike

Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white

Ask Jada Pinkett, I'm a legend

You could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend

[Chorus]

Stunt, stunt, real deal

Had the MAC-11, real, real

Had to see your ass, the real deal

Had to see your ass, the real deal

I had to line 'em up, line 'em up

These niggas crack me up

Do-Donald Duck

[Outro]

Line 'em up, sign 'em up

I'ma grind 'em up, I'ma fire 'em up

Smoke, smoke (Gas 'em up), smoke, smoke (Pile 'em up)

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke

Line 'em up, yeah, blaow

Smoke, Donald Duck

I see you backin' up

But you better Donald Duck

You niggas crack me up

You better Donald Duck, blaow, blaow

Line 'em up, you better Donald Duck

Gas 'em up, and I'ma fire 'em up, yeah

Pack 'em up, and I'ma pile 'em up

Funeral