Song Lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)

Yeah
F*ck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, nigga, plus I got a Drac' in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Uh, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead niggas, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, f*ck them niggas, make 'em second line

F*ck a hater 'cause that iron will get your mind right
Dropped a bag but I'm gon' ride to make sure that it's done right
Still thuggin', still posted in the cut
I just bought the block, bitch that was us, yeah
Hit him in his leg, have him walkin' like a pimp do
Catch him down bad, then I'm goin' with my real move
Know that I be plottin', I been itchin' for me one more
I just snapped his partner, now I'm lookin' for the huncho
Let the brass play
How the f*ck I end up first, I was in last place
Lil' boy, I hopped out of jail and bought another Drac'
Nigga know they play with me, they see a early grave

Yeah
F*ck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, nigga, plus I got a Drac' in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Uh, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead niggas, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, f*ck them niggas, make 'em second line

We gon' bring the chops out every time the drop out
Heard I had a ticket on his head, that nigga copped out
Bad bitch in my DM, would've fucked her but she opped out
Can't play me like I'm dumb, hoe, I'm a college dropout
I pop pills, I'm a Perculator
And you ain't gangster, blame your mama 'cause she raised a faker
A hunnid rounds, I catch you more times than the fuckin' Lakers
The judge labeled a menace, I ain't even stable
Rock you like a cradle, nigga

Yeah
F*ck his family, let him second line
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
I'm in my bag, nigga, plus I got a Drac' in mine
I'ma put that iron on whoever ain't respectin' mine
Yeah, I'ma paint the city red
Uh, it's a bag on they head
Pussy, you got dead niggas, don't be dissin' mine
Huh, f*ck them niggas, make 'em second line

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)

Fredrick Givens

The duration of Second Line is 2:22 minutes and seconds.