Through the Glass

[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