Through the Glass

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Larry Loudpack] You look through the glass, but I go in and cash Right past 12 while we smoke on the gas Don't hit my line when the cameras flash I cut you off, you got no one to ask A tisket, a tasket, get the work out the basket Motherfucker run up on you, I don't ask shit I just hit a stupid lick, I'm sorry to Ms. Jackson Three-double oh-six six if you really about that action [Verse 2: Randy!] Randy! Bitch come, you slain I got money, I'm Bruce Wayne Spiderman that hoe while I'm on that Mary Jane I'm a hero, you just a sidekick Trapping out the bricks, flip that work, flip my sidekick You got the moves? Come and spar I got the cheese pack, bitch I'm Brett Farve (Damn!) Come up on the scene and you know that piece lit Chris Kyle with the four-five, I never miss (grrraaa) [Verse 3: DJ Dolphin Tits] Ay. Fuck, Damnit it Boy you stay wishing, my crew is your religion We go on some missions, while you stay at home sneak dissing Fuck the disses, I'm reaching for some riches Going to get my bread, and I spread it in the kitchen (butter) Stop, drop and roll, Bitch I'm hot like coal If you want me at your party, theres a motherfucking toll (cash) You ask if I want hands, but mine are already full You can call me a noodle, but your bitch sucked me on the toilet bowl
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Credits
- Writers
- AO Smith
- DJ Dolphin Tits
- SenseiATL
- Randy Provolone
- Larry Loudpack