Hit My Line

[Verse 1: Red Tips] Shinin' bright like some VVS, diamonds on my neck I'm the ref, demons yellin' "Foul" but I ain't callin' tech Got body, now you feelin' pressed, you under duress Only thing I ever had for a demon is some strap Yeah, I can't keep myself contained, the Holy Spirit in my chest Water-walkin' on a beat, yeah, I put faith in every step You ain't standin' on the Word, then you gon' sink into the depth See, I'm chillin' on a boat, the same place where Jesus slept I'm on a rocket headed to the Moon, I'm poppin' like balloons Told the haters I cannot commune, they buggin' like they June Autotune is out of tune, they is not with the platoon If they pull up, then I'm pullin' cards to show 'em who is who I got my angels on deck and my foot on Satan neck I be thumbin' through the pages of my Bible like a check If they comin' at me wrong, call me Nike with the check When I'm callin' on the Lord, I ain't callin' on collect [Pre-Chorus] They hit my line with a ring, told me pull up with the team We gon' do a few things, ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing How I'm rockin', I just need a sling, hoppin' in the ring Tell Goliath he don't want no smoke, this hotline make him bling [Chorus: Red Tips & YB] You hit my line, you get the dial tone, ain't nobody home Sorry Holmes, my heart ain't made of stone, it's just not what I'm on Smell like sin, and I'ma need for you to get some new cologne Goin' strong, Arm & Hammer, boy, you know what I'm on (Ayy, ha) [Verse 2: YB] Ayy, tips goin' crazy, up like the cadence Slayed the early nineties, but 2020 made me Jumped up out the trenches, stretched it out when it's tension I don't want no number two, but boy, don't reach for my utensils It's up in the B-I-G, it's way, I don't need a key Life is really like a roundabout, I took the freest way Freeway, highway, understood, don't need to say Buildin' tables my whole life, I take a seat, fix me a plate Vision like mechanics to a shop Really ain't no limits to the dream, we move the top Truly testimonies, but I serve Him as a VOP Livin' life, you can find me on the edge like when the picture crop Okay, I'm smilin', prolly wylin', weight been carried, that's a tote All my sin been taken off, okay, that's quality control I converse and pray for nations, gained my hold like conversations God done did it, know they hate it still, I roll like to the four [Pre-Chorus] They hit my line with a ring, told me pull up with the team We gon' do a few things, ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing How I'm rockin', I just need a sling, hoppin' in the ring Tell Goliath he don't want no smoke, this hotline make him bling [Chorus: Red Tips] You hit my line, you get the dial tone, ain't nobody home Sorry Holmes, my heart ain't made of stone, it's just not what I'm on Smell like sin, and I'ma need for you to get some new cologne Goin' strong, Arm & Hammer, boy, you know what I'm on