Frontline (feat. Getter)

Yuh, Yuh All my shows packed down like LA streets Counting money till my fingers are weak I do not speak, I do not eat With nobody except me and my team In my fat black Range Rover yeah flip over Picking hoes up Just to bring 'em down love to see 'em cry You are not a friend of mine Don't need no one to defend me My soul is feeling real empty These hoes don't make me too happy But I'll fuck 'em anyway, duck em every day Fuck up out my way I hope I die a legend Cause I want to inspite Lil jizz stain never been shit Thats why you scared to be on that Frontline, frontline, frontline You know I, you know I, bust my bust my bust my Up on that up on that frontline, frontline, frontline You know I, you know I, bust my, bust my, bust my I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door Door door fucking these whores getting that money like never before bang on me once ima settle the score (bang on me once ima settle the score) Cause I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door Call my nigga Pouya come and scoop me in the lot (In the lot) See my nigga Krez and Germ they got 350 on the sack And my nigga Nicki with it pourin' duces in the back UA Buffet Boys We eating motherfucker thats a fact We getting thrown nigga She smoking strong nigga Fresh off the tory recruited like 50 hoes with us I fuck that chick for banquet That bitch is yours nigga She love to kiss you repair she Gives me her soul sinna (Soul sinna) Uh Bet they know we a fact Ain't showing up with no racks My operation in tact Ain't cuttin' niggas no slack Got white hoes on my sack Who said they never go black? We ain't want your hoe take her back We pick 'em out we dont shack My niggas ride for their gang East side to side like a train We underground gettin payed These fame started with fake No conversation less niggas eating like 30k over date No Grammy nomination but nigga my hotline ringing like Drake Don't pass the nigga no mace My congregation is shaped Dont need yo music we straight My niggas never relate We tour the globe We ain't foreign hoes And we blow it down by the plate We living slow no criminals But don't mean you niggas is safe Frontline, Frontline, Frontline You know I, you know I, bust my, bust my, bust my Up on that up on that Frontline, Frontline, Frontline You know I, you know I, bust my, bust my, bust my I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door Door door fucking these whores getting that money like never before bang on me once I'ma settle the score (bang on me once ima settle the score) Cause I'm with this shit and you not I got yo bitch on my cock You are not ready for war We gone come through and kick open your door