Cross That Line
Once you cross that line we cant be cool Choppa at his head bullet holes make him see through Pussy nigga talking doing shit that them hoes do We be at his momma house broad day on that f*ck shit Money on my mind gotta stack it up Since he wanna be a bitch so bad imma slap him up Carlon usually say chill but this time f*ck em up Just hit the mall hella bands we finna f*ck it up Never been no lame nigga aint finna chill around em My girl a soulja to bitch we dont play about Since you in my business block his ass off the snapchat Catch em in the street beat his ass break him down like a kit kat Cant say to much they'll play this shit in court Up and down a nigga block shooting like it was a sport I got everything i wont i aint begged for this shit Niggas acting like groupies wont you hop off my dick Ice on my wrist you tryna rob who Its like Houston do we got a problem cause i keep that rocket on me Niggas getting plugged up socket intermission I got Phil Jackson tendencies bitch i wont lose Imma fool with the tool Micheal Jordan with these rulers Nigga cant come up with hot shit so they need a feature I got everything a nigga need pills weed and lean Niggas out here talking to police he done dug his ditch Motion picture when i pull up its a fucking flick Watch what you say on the phone i keep hearing clicks Gotta keep my head on the swivel they will bust yo shit His plan sounds kind of fishy i ain't with that shit
Written by: Sean Black
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