Duwap Kaine – BloodLine Lyrics

Duwap Kaine – BloodLine Lyrics

BloodLine Lyrics By Duwap Kaine

[Verse]
(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin’ shit, you heard?)
64 when you look at my chain (Nine9 made it)
64 without the [?] chain
Going fast, I bet I ain’t get in no accident
You’re lurking on my page, [?] fuck [?] management
Buy me a [?] with no [?]
In love with that bitch, I swear that she’s heaven’s sent
Me and you together, that shit make hella sense
Smoking a blunt, nigga, it’s immaculate
Whole lotta Dracos, on that ratchet shit
[?] Dracos in the mattress, bitch
Sipping on tris’, that’s the activist
Don’t continue, don’t nobody be having shit
Love my-love my life, I’ve been living extravagant
Fuck these [?], ’cause I’m so compassionate
She wanna hit my line all the time
I’m making that Draco sing Jackson 5
All of that talk that you do is online
Said that you with me, stay by my side
In the Foreign, [?] design
In the Foreign, I might leave y’all behind
Going fast, I stay [?]
Snitching shit, that’s not in my bloodline
Yeah, so much money but I ain’t losing my mind
Woah, that money made niggas switch up [?] time
Woah, that check on me when these niggas [?]
Woah, but they know my presence when a nigga ain’t fine
Woah, this flex class but you ain’t getting signed
Woah, start asking for money, I’m tired of giving mines
I’m high as fuck and I’m on cloud nine, nine
Free all my niggas that don’t got they freedom
Shit art, put my song on a museum
We got sticks but you not finna see them
That nigga hating, hey, why would I wanna be him?
In the competition, ain’t tryna beat him
He look like I’m ready to go leave him
Remember everything that I did was illegal
[?]
[Outro]
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Go, go, go, go, go, woah, woah, woah