Artist: Big K.R.I.T. f/ Curren$y, Wiz Khalifa Album: K.R.I.T. Wuz Here Song: Glass House Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Chorus 2X: Big K.R.I.T.] Don't you want to rest that ass in this glass Don't, don't you want to rest that ass in this glass Don't, don't you want to rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't sucking or fucking, get yo' ass out [Curren$y] Uh, niggas got shows to get to and shit Yeah, no time for fucking around It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang, yeah Dash digital, situation critical Hate to make it so blatant baby, but I ain't playing Maybe you got me confused with one of them other dudes I ain't none of them, under they breath mumbling Scared to tell them hoes what it is, you put yourself in that position I chill with all that baller fishing You fucked around and you caught a shark Cold heart, tear your feelings apart I'm more focussed on getting my rims powder-coated One of the dopest, I'm Schedule 1, you just ibuprofen What is you smoking? Them bogus growings, they got you choking The option's open, you can hide with them suckers or ride low and get higher than a muh'fucker [Chorus 2X] [Wiz Khalifa] Uh, straight stunting, sucker niggas, I take from 'em They bitches that is, get up in the car with Wiz They know they gon' bake something, ain't fronting Smoke it all, the eighth onion Get it twisted cause you see me on your computer screen Thinking cause you got wireless you get as high as us Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us Planes over everything, in the fly we trust Just by the smell it's obvious that my connect come from Cali I'm good long as the money piling up All the while I'm just quick lane pimping, big Jane twisting Walking how I talk it, bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping Yeah, bitch [Chorus 2X] [Big K.R.I.T.] Yo, now I was candy coated, bending corners, fifth, fifth wheeling Made a killing with the bumper grill and chandelier ceiling Plush linen, is you fucking? Is you sucking? I was wondering cause if not, don't be pushing on my buttons in my cutlass unless you cutting, bitch I'm just saying, I ain't tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing, trunk shaking Knocking pictures off the wall, southern mating call 808 mean no draws, you got friends, I fuck 'em all What you mean you ain't nasty? Why the fuck you came? Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane Mississippi pimp, mouth piece frigid Dolomite out of sight, show you're right, can you dig it shawty? [Chorus 2X]