Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frontline, artist - Lil Poppa.
Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Frontline |
KimJ Ballin on these hoes huh |
Young Ting you going crazy |
Promise I won’t fall for no sucka shit (never) |
And if you talking murder then we loving it |
But your street cred don’t mean shit when it’s over with |
Cuz' them white folks only know you by your government |
But it’s forever fuck them niggas, we still at war about that other shit |
I should’ve never trust them niggas but he gone get it just for fucking with me |
Cuz' I ain’t got it I ain’t ya dog no more |
What you ain’t fucking with me |
I told hitta slide I don’t know why I’m feeling lucky |
If you catch a nigga on that front line then you bust it |
One shooter just came home from doing time he kinda rusty |
Connie told me you gotta take ya time why you rushing |
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies I don’t trust it |
And it was hard times bills late gotta make something shake |
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face |
And you know I ain’t lying, a nigga play it go down in broad day |
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place |
I’m tryna send a pussy nigga outta space |
Heaven gates, Chevy straight |
CP3 ok &Baby Tay great |
It can go down any time any place it ain’t safe |
A lot of shit I won’t say, tell them niggas dig up they graves |
My niggas military minded, they won’t slide without them K’s |
Lil one stepping for them jays, he catch it I’m sending plays |
I told him if you catch him, you stretch him I’m in a rage |
And this some shit he do off the love it ain’t bout the pay |
Say this some shit he do for the fun, knock off his face |
I got different hoes telling me they love me outta state |
And no we don’t go on dates I can’t let em' catch me slipping out with bae |
Cuz you know we done caught em' slipping with his babies |
If you catch a nigga on that front line then you bust it |
One shooter just came home from doing time he kinda rusty |
Connie told me you gotta take ya time why you rushing |
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies I don’t trust it |
And it was hard times bills late gotta make something shake |
Chi Chi whip it out and cook right in my face |
And you know I ain’t lying, a nigga play it go down in broad day |
Tryna put a pussy nigga in his place |
I’m tryna send a pussy nigga outta space |
Heaven gates, Chevy straight |
CP3 ok &Baby Tay great |