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Frontlines Video (MV)




Performed By: Dimo Lotte
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Derrick Moten




Dimo Lotte - Frontlines Lyrics
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I came to get a bag I did it plenty times I can't rock the chain unless that bitch one of a kind
If she let you f*ck then she ain't one of mine
If she tryna f*ck I told her get in line
I come from the city off the front lines Pussy niggas talkin' like it won't die
Spendin' on the block I bet we gon' slide I'ma have to send him to the most high
On the road to riches I ain't never had a taste
I been kickin' doors like I ain't never had a face
They lookin' for evidence but never had a case
Nigga I'm good everywhere I'm never outta place
I ain't never trapped cause I been kickin' doors
Makin' rich decisions but I'm makin' poor choices
Nigga if you trappin' then you better join forces
You ain't really poppin' till you copping Rolls Royces
I woke up this mornin' and I chose violence You woke up this mornin' like you never met
A stylist I ain't even talkin' bout your lil closet
40 buss you open if you clothes minded
Came too far from postin' at the corner store
I can't leave the crib without them pointers on
I can't hit the crib until my money on me yeah yeah
Dirty up my drink and my cup full Bro why should I really give a f*ck for
I'm in nitro mode Diamonds gon' ignite your ho
Wonder where this night gon' go Trippin' off the red like you said somethin
Nigga don't you play unless it's dead dumb
I been wiling out fasho
Nigga bet be solid at the door You know I bring the fye with the bro
You dig
Takin' out the trash I put them niggas in a can
Give a million dollars anybody I can stand
Niggas always callin' call me Lotte high demand
I been doin' Molly with a Saudi in the sand
I been drinkin qahwa on hashish
Mafi mushkila If shawty wanna f*ck with me
Arahib a habibti I got Arabic to teach I'ma put a nigga under paramedic sheets
She ain't chocolate but my girl look caramel at least
I don't kiss & tell some niggas tell & never meet
Talk about niggas tellin' niggas talkin' that ain't street
Put your GPS up I can show you where to meet
Came too far to politic in holding
I don't wanna hear about how you folded
Said you had a soul but niggas sold it
Yeah yeah
Dirty up my drink and my cup full Bro why should I really give a f*ck for
I'm in nitro mode diamonds gon' ignite your ho
Wonder where this night gon go
Trippin' off the red like you said somethin'
Nigga don't you play unless it's dead dumb
I been wiling out fasho nigga bet be solid at the door
You know I bring the fye with the bro
Ya dig
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I came to get a bag I did it plenty times I can't rock the chain unless that bitch one of a kind
If she let you f*ck then she ain't one of mine
If she tryna f*ck I told her get in line
I come from the city off the front lines Pussy niggas talkin' like it won't die
Spendin' on the block I bet we gon' slide I'ma have to send him to the most high
On the road to riches I ain't never had a taste
I been kickin' doors like I ain't never had a face
They lookin' for evidence but never had a case
Nigga I'm good everywhere I'm never outta place
I ain't never trapped cause I been kickin' doors
Makin' rich decisions but I'm makin' poor choices
Nigga if you trappin' then you better join forces
You ain't really poppin' till you copping Rolls Royces
I woke up this mornin' and I chose violence You woke up this mornin' like you never met
A stylist I ain't even talkin' bout your lil closet
40 buss you open if you clothes minded
Came too far from postin' at the corner store
I can't leave the crib without them pointers on
I can't hit the crib until my money on me yeah yeah
Dirty up my drink and my cup full Bro why should I really give a f*ck for
I'm in nitro mode Diamonds gon' ignite your ho
Wonder where this night gon' go Trippin' off the red like you said somethin
Nigga don't you play unless it's dead dumb
I been wiling out fasho
Nigga bet be solid at the door You know I bring the fye with the bro
You dig
Takin' out the trash I put them niggas in a can
Give a million dollars anybody I can stand
Niggas always callin' call me Lotte high demand
I been doin' Molly with a Saudi in the sand
I been drinkin qahwa on hashish
Mafi mushkila If shawty wanna f*ck with me
Arahib a habibti I got Arabic to teach I'ma put a nigga under paramedic sheets
She ain't chocolate but my girl look caramel at least
I don't kiss & tell some niggas tell & never meet
Talk about niggas tellin' niggas talkin' that ain't street
Put your GPS up I can show you where to meet
Came too far to politic in holding
I don't wanna hear about how you folded
Said you had a soul but niggas sold it
Yeah yeah
Dirty up my drink and my cup full Bro why should I really give a f*ck for
I'm in nitro mode diamonds gon' ignite your ho
Wonder where this night gon go
Trippin' off the red like you said somethin'
Nigga don't you play unless it's dead dumb
I been wiling out fasho nigga bet be solid at the door
You know I bring the fye with the bro
Ya dig
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Writer: Derrick Moten
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