Crack a Bottle (Over Your Face)

Here we go again, the dopest Ethiopian I'm going in Rolling like a bowling pin in a stolen Benz Rolling like smoke blowing in the blowing wind Pockets swole, like a pregnant woman when she's holding twins Your credit card is safe as long as I don't know the PIN Shit I'll blow it all, there's no end to what I'm known to spend Roll the ball, get the ball rolling if there's a vote involved Get the roll call going in so y'all can vote me in And if you feel the ballot lied Then you and I can feud, like Israel and Palestine Look at Only, ask yourself, is he really out his mind? As a little kid he gave his guinea pig formaldehyde You would never try the shit he did a thousand times You innocent, if you on some sissy shit get out the ride Your mouth is dry, without rap I'm about the grind Partna, I'm still spendin' money from 2009 The way I flow you can drown and die a thousand times Like, Albert Ein with hours time it's our time Like crime, motherfucker—it's relative If you a swine motherfuck your relatives You droppin' dime undercover—evidence Justice is a blind motherfucker—oedipus And I hate the police unit, so fuck the 50's And I hate beach music, so fuck the '50s I don't hate on Queen's music, I fucks with 50 Yayo money in the banks like G-Unit's fuckin' with me