Big D.O.S.E. - Flatline Lyrics

F*ck a cop, f*ck a snitch, F*ck an opp, f*ck a bitch
Flatline, flatline, flatline, flatline
Shot up where you chilling at, Double tap and it's a wrap
Flatline, flatline, flatline, flatline

Nine Tails, Sage mode, Naruto Uzamaki/
F*ck you up like Itachi beating up Sauske
True and living, Godbody, Most High, Supreme
Lead the league in scoring, you just take it for the team

Analog plastic scale, then a triple beam/
Then digital scales fishscale with yellow sheen/
Drug deals, drive bys, homicidal scenes/
Powder I was pushing touching down from Medellín

Sweating off that lean, I should probably drink some water/
Sub machine guns have you diving like an otter/
School of Hard Knocks was my 2nd alma mater/
Bullets crush your chest, bench press you no spotter

Let that iron hit you like my name Larry Wheels/
Lungs punctured can't breath he ain't gonna squeal/
Clout chasing pussies wanna prove that they real/
Until they get arrested and they begging for a deal

F*ck a cop, f*ck a snitch, F*ck an opp, f*ck a bitch
Flatline, flatline, flatline, flatline
Shot up where you chilling at, Double tap and it's a wrap
Flatline, flatline, flatline, flatline

I ain't trying to catch you 4K while I'm streaming/
Saikō Belmont Castlevania slaying demons/
No chain whips K spraying up shit/
Take the chains of your neck and the diamonds off your wrist

The food in your mouth and the money out your pockets/
Press you like George Jetson making Spacely Sprockets/
Run a blade across your face and enjoy the process/
Hit your stash spot then I enjoy the profits/

When Saikō car shopping I ain't looking at no Dodges/
Porsche 911s goddamn I'm making progress/
Pussies calling 911 scared to face the charges/
See that bulge in my waist trying to count my pockets/

When it comes to bitches attention span microscopic/
So many bodies on my dick thank God that I ain't caught shit/
Women come over wanna hold themselves hostage/
Stockholm Syndrome cause all she want is my sausage