Cross That Line

Cross That Line Lyrics

[Intro]
Don’t say my name, my
Yeah, mink jacket, yeah

[Verse 1]
Mink jacket, I didn’t have to ride no coat tails
Tried to break me down, they wanted me to forfeit
Devil out to get me, okay, I’m finna cause hell
C’s on my shoes like I’m riding down Slauson
From the murder cap, you can get it started
They took shots and they missed they target
This for all the b**ches that thought I lost it
Big ass crib, type of sh*t you get lost in

[Pre-Chorus]
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these b**ches and invest in some coffins?
b**ch don’t want smokе, no, she don’t want no problems
I had to cut thesе niggas off, I had to get around some bosses

[Chorus]
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
All y’all soft, see, I’m ridin’ with a bad b**ch, but she was taught
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
And she strippin’, she said that she bartend
Bad little b**ch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune
[Verse 2]
You be acting like you with this sh*t
You really, really with this sh*t?
Free my niggas when they innocent
Free my niggas, they all innocent
Niggas thought I was done with this sh*t (Done)
I’m bout to start having fun with this sh*t
Might start throwing 1’s in this b**ch
Lately, I been having fun with the drip

[Pre-Chorus]
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these b**ches and invest in some coffins?
b**ch don’t want smoke, no, she don’t want no problems
I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses

[Chorus]
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
All y’all soft, see, I’m ridin’ with a bad b**ch, but she was taught
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
And she strippin’, she said that she bartend
Bad little b**ch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune

[Verse 2]
Ain’t no niggas like the ones I got
And yeah, you cars but not the ones I cop
Everybody claim they’re shooters ’til somebody gets shot
I still can move around the country, bring it back to the block
Ain’t no b**ches like the ones I got
Yeah, you got broads but not the ones I got
Goin’ out with a bang, gotta shoot my shot
Middle fingers in the air, I’m screamin’, “f**k all my opps”
[Pre-Chorus]
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these b**ches and invest in some coffins?
b**ch don’t want smoke, no, she don’t want no problems
I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses

[Chorus]
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
All y’all soft, see, I’m ridin’ with a bad b**ch, but she was taught
Don’t cross that line, ’cause we gon’ get with you
Better bite your tongue, don’t say my name
And she strippin’, she said that she bartend
Bad little b**ch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune

[Outro]
Don’t say my name (Yeah), yeah
Don’t say my name (Goin’ out with a bang)
Don’t say my name (Middle fingers in the air)
You better not say my name (Woah), yeah