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Line Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Venmc & Charlie
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Mario Batres




Venmc & Charlie - Line Up Lyrics




Bitch im renegade shit
Leave you in the heat like Eminem on Jay shit
Running with the money, get the getaway, shit
Hit you like another methamphetamine hit
Everybody hate, but they ain't never say shit
Line up- How you been lately?
You been out flexing, clownin'' like Gacy
I been on Texas, how you gon' take me
I'm on that next shit, AD plus HD
Joyner got texted, never been lazy
Never been tested, woah! Yeah,
Yeah I never been impressed with the rest of the crowd
I'm the best in the South and the West and the East comin' up on my list
I could make D-Trump duck like a bitch
You can make peace with the nuts on my dick, yeah
Can I get a bit of recognition?
I been workin' like I got a f*ckin' vision
Like I'm Smith and f*ckin' Wesson, I don't miss 'em
If I'm missin' all that money
Quit yo' bitchin', I don't
Give a little f*ck about your living (ooh)
I'm trying to make a buck up out a villain
I need one of y'all to keep up, most of y'all to peace out
Someone else to speak up, rest of y'all to freak out
I'm gon' make it heat up, Make you rip the fleece out
make your girlfriend de-blouse, make her want to leave you,
Put her mouth on deez nuts, oh she callin' me now
Let me get it right now, like

I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?

We all got resources, but
Some of y'all gotta reach for it, yeah
Some of y'all just settle down, like Ross' lawyer through three divorces, yeah
Shout out my friends, all the ones left
Shout out my fam, got 'em all stressed
Shout out my bands, got 'em all stretched
Would have rather got a dance, but I spent it on rent
Oh yeah, I'm a wreck these days
Ridin' 'round the city in a wreck these days
Lookin' like stripes on a check these days
But you couldn't really tell when I flex these things
(I'm sexy, dang!)
Always spit it lewd, you know Venm get it loose
And I get a little rude when I hit a little juice
And I'm always in a mood to go bend a couple rules
It ain't nothing you can do, Venm 'bout to hit the boost like

I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?

I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
(I heart...)
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English

Bitch im renegade shit
Leave you in the heat like Eminem on Jay shit
Running with the money, get the getaway, shit
Hit you like another methamphetamine hit
Everybody hate, but they ain't never say shit
Line up- How you been lately?
You been out flexing, clownin'' like Gacy
I been on Texas, how you gon' take me
I'm on that next shit, AD plus HD
Joyner got texted, never been lazy
Never been tested, woah! Yeah,
Yeah I never been impressed with the rest of the crowd
I'm the best in the South and the West and the East comin' up on my list
I could make D-Trump duck like a bitch
You can make peace with the nuts on my dick, yeah
Can I get a bit of recognition?
I been workin' like I got a f*ckin' vision
Like I'm Smith and f*ckin' Wesson, I don't miss 'em
If I'm missin' all that money
Quit yo' bitchin', I don't
Give a little f*ck about your living (ooh)
I'm trying to make a buck up out a villain
I need one of y'all to keep up, most of y'all to peace out
Someone else to speak up, rest of y'all to freak out
I'm gon' make it heat up, Make you rip the fleece out
make your girlfriend de-blouse, make her want to leave you,
Put her mouth on deez nuts, oh she callin' me now
Let me get it right now, like

I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?

We all got resources, but
Some of y'all gotta reach for it, yeah
Some of y'all just settle down, like Ross' lawyer through three divorces, yeah
Shout out my friends, all the ones left
Shout out my fam, got 'em all stressed
Shout out my bands, got 'em all stretched
Would have rather got a dance, but I spent it on rent
Oh yeah, I'm a wreck these days
Ridin' 'round the city in a wreck these days
Lookin' like stripes on a check these days
But you couldn't really tell when I flex these things
(I'm sexy, dang!)
Always spit it lewd, you know Venm get it loose
And I get a little rude when I hit a little juice
And I'm always in a mood to go bend a couple rules
It ain't nothing you can do, Venm 'bout to hit the boost like

I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?
I feel rich as f*ck, I look broke as shit
Middle fingers up, have you noticed yet?

I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
All that f*ckshit (I heart violence)
I just want to f*ck shit up, so quiet all that f*ckshit up
(I heart...)
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Writer: Mario Batres
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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