Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower Your outta luck, you better duck, I blow your head off You run off with the pack, my niggas cut your legs off Slept with the money and took her out but then cleaned the bed off I'm in my lolo, I'm tryna throw the feds off These niggas characters, all actors [?] these W's I'm just a pistol totin [?] W's I sip some dope, it have me high up off the residue Think you's a big nigga, that make my chopper measure you They took you in investigation room and pressured you They must've knew that you would fold, yeah they pressured you I couldn't fuck your bitch, I had a busy schedule These VVS's make my wrist look like a swimming pool You better find the exit 'fore them bullets enter you This for them broke niggas, I hope I'm not offending you You got your vest on but it's not defending you Pussy nigga [?] My trap house loaded up With dope fiends, new crib, fill it up We Flash Gang Nigga, let me talk my shit And if you got a broke disease, go get you some vaccination Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower I ice my neck up, my shit hit harder I beat the trunk up, my shit harder Smoke out the pound, make the blunt hit harder You tote that .9 bitch, my chopper hit harder [?], huh, I hit the pussy harder She call me daddy, like she is my daughter We make this so fast, niggas hate harder I need my old school dunk, Vince Carter It got that deep dish, paint, mascara I put some Forgies, now it's much taller Just took a broke nigga's bitch, she want a baller Don't want your [?] anymore, you couldn't afford her Front me some dope, I cross you over like the Globetrotters I'm in the club putting in orders for the gold bottles Shit hit the fan, that nigga snitched, he couldn't hold water I get the Pyrex and fill it with some cold water These .45 bullets shake like a teeter-totter I got my son drinking milk out a Gucci bottle After that drive by that car smell like gunpowder Aim at your top, crack it open like a sunflower