Pich - Flatline

★ verse 1 - tcw tre ★
Think i
Took a lot of pill
Went flatline on it
Going real fast, see the street sign homie
Looking at her ass got two eyes on it
Got real real big call me paul bunyan
Playing with my curls she gon call me funyun
Made me sidetracked, i can’t be london
She gon come soon as i push that button
Then i woke up all of a sudden

★ chorus - tcw tre ★
Yeah
Flatline, i do it all the time
Yeah, numb my mind, make me feel alright
Yeah, pastime, that’s all you are to mine
Yeah, take this sign, you won’t ever be my wife

★ verse 2 - pich ★
Yeah
Tell me what you wanna know
My heart so cold that it froze
I’m from the land of the snow
I got my highs and my lows
That’s all that you see, the rest is untold
Just got a call from qc
They ain’t getting me, i put em on hold
Shooting that tanqueray, mix it with sprite
We gonna have us a hell of a night
Smoking that dope got me di-di-di-ah
Faded as fuck man i’m high like a kite
My cuts are hot like a glowing red knife
Cause i work hella hard and i don’t sleep at night
Put up your dukes if you trying to fight
Jab with the left got him out like a light
You won’t catch me in the casino
I need to keep all the c-notes
Getting the green like i’m ceelo
Mixing the kratom with bio
My competition get vetod
I’m the big boss like the young boy vito
Don corleone, y’all just peons
Imma hold it down like a goddamn piton
Y’all ain’t getting nothing cause you ain’t put me on

★ chorus - tcw tre ★
Yeah
Flatline, i do it all the time
Yeah, numb my mind, make me feel alright
Yeah, pastime, that’s all you are to mine
Yeah, take this sign, you won’t ever be my wife

★ verse 2 -pich & tcw tre ★
I-i-i’m on that opium
Not carti’s label
Like texas roadhouse, i bring bread to the table
If you want war than i’m ready and able
Marvel at my girl, she look like silver sable
Seismic activity, no i ain’t stable
I’m on these drugs flatlining again
You talking tough but you sweet like some maple
Don’t waste my time i ain’t here to make friends
No no no
Me and tre riding in the four door door
I get the bag like i’m dora the explorer
Swinging on the vine like i’m diego
I got the dope like i’m da though
I’m the shit yeah yeah
4-10 shotty on the hip yeah yeah
Bust you up get a fat lip yeah yeah
Good drank in my cup take a sip yeah yeah
Y-y-yeah wait
Mary poppins lookin ahh bag on her
She might go ahead and pull my thang out it
I ain’t even tryna make her sad homie
She ain’t even all that bad
I might mess around and go and smash on her
Really imma want her to leave
So you know i ain’t never gonna put that cash on her
Woo

★ chorus - tcw tre ★
Yeah
Flatline, i do it all the time
Yeah, numb my mind, make me feel alright
Yeah, pastime, that’s all you are to mine
Yeah, take this sign, you won’t ever be my wife