Flatline TOBi (Ft. Kenny Mason)

[Intro: TOBi]
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists

[Verse 1: TOBi]
Bow before the queen, ha, not in this lifetime
Thoughts black as the death that flow through the pipelines
Blick
Black like tar, oil slick
As long I live, I'll live
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists
Gold cufflinks, fuck cuffs on wrists
Everything on shine, look inside, homie
Shawty gettin' electric when she think of tryna slide on me
Mind over matter, oh, you mad? I don't mind, homie
I ain't got the fuckin' time now to shuck and jive, homie, nah
Young Bruce Wayne out the bat cave, facts
City on my back like my last name, facts
Since a lil' soldier, I been goin' in
Way before OnlyFans, when I was my only fan
How am I a thief if I showed my hands? (Oh, no)
How they gon' steal the wave? We on stolen land

[Chorus: TOBi]
Beatin' these hoes by a landslide (Landslide)
Touchdown dance with my hands high (Hands high)
Tell 'em, hit me up that time (That time)
Left wrist check, bitch, that time
I done bodied that, it's a flat line (A flat line)
Check the polygraph, it's a flat line (A flat line)
I done bodied that, it's a flat line (A flat line)
Check the polygraph