4th Dimension

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat) Damn Through these icy mirror-tinted buffies, see the fourth dimension Through these icy mirror-tinted— nigga [Verse] Through these icy mirror-tinted buffies, see the fourth dimension I'm the type to throw it up for six, it's only fourth in inches Quick to shoot in cannon 'round this bitch, ain't lookin' for an image I say giddy-up to start my whip, so many horses in it Caught an oppy out in traffic, shit, I had to torch his Civic Boy, this shit a marathon, you only went the shortest distance I just blew a racky on some dinner, every course delicious All this boy and girl, the traps be lookin' like some orphanages Blick and Morty, boy, I'm at the Lab with Glockiana How the fuck do you got all that ass? Ain't got a door You won't catch me breakin', boy, if it ain't gas, it's not an option I might trick, but I ain't nevеr been no booty buyer All these 'scripts wе took up to the pharm', they think we movie writers Cuddy be off whippets, bro off shroomies, don't know who be higher Achievin' everything I dreamt about, I need some new desires How I'm ballin' through this bitch, I need some hoop attire Tryna buy a vest won't even help you, we be shootin' higher I'm so fuckin' rich, when I run errands, I'ma do designer On the Seven blowin' eighters, catch you, I'ma shoot the niners You don't see no bag up in the mirror, I ain't chasin' you Look like P.F. Chang's, we got more chopsticks than the Asians do Ain't no passin', catch my favorite oppy, boy, I'm facin' you I know magic, I took all my money and I made it blue I be thinkin' should I play FN? Should I play the Glock? Should I play the Drac'? Should I play the chop? Should I play the broom? Should I play the mop? Today I'm tryna play the head what I say to thots And that's what I say to cops No cap, though You can't play me like no lil' nigga, bitch, I make a lot They ain't on no cups, but I got your bitch in here takin' shots Opps ain't droppin' shit up in that warzone, think I'm playin' bots Always used to be the robber, I know you was playin' cops When I up my fire stick, I bet you all that playin' stop Okay, okay Buffies look like BabyTron, the soda look like TrDee Really ran this shit up out the dirt, go let 'em see our cleats Inconspicuous, we probably spinnin' in a CRV Fuck around and vanish, get the neck and tell her BRB Shit ain't only black and white, you think I study CRT Back in school was fresh as fuck, on Robin jeans and PRP My hoes always trippin', why the fuck they can't just be our peace? Up the stick and make a shish kebab, that's how we treat our beef [Outro] Bitch, Dog Shit Militia, know what the fuck it is