Lyrics:
Imma back up my wood right now
Imma back up my bars right now
I got Esem, I got Sam
I got all the boys in the gang
Just watch out for Oscar Buckle
Just
the fence
So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 fifth
Then I seen three niggas by my back door
Looked out the bathroom window and seen two more
So I
Chevy to start a campfire wit'
The doors open by remote that's why you see no handles
Watch the doors go up like a Lambo
Brand new 24s on the Chevrolet
I
the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Into a brand new car
In walks Bud with his exploding nose
He'd been giving it maximum today
He shouted, how the devil,
ass the door
I got that brand new sound
Built it up from underground
Got that fire by the pound
So light the gas and hit the ground
Yo I got that brand
new body
Whipping that brand new body
Blowing that gas, exotic
You hated back then, I'm sorry
Oooooh shit, yeah, God
You know I stood in it deep
I
We were kids drinking out of a hose
Swimming through the light of a keyhole
cnd chasing rabbits down secret tunnels
Oh, you brought the wonder and I
these cyphers?
I treat 'em like they a war, don't want no mediators
Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greezy neighbors
c'mon dice
c'mon dice
Throw on a Hollyhood Wear by Lil' Kim
You know the Queen Bee known for (doin it way big)
We take trips to Mekenos,
Yeah
Uh-huh
Let em know who it is
Shoutout my niggas in BK
My niggas in LI
Y'all already know what it is
Been doing this rap for minute and I ain't
6-car garage
Wrap around driveway
Spectre by the door
Understand to understand
Or use Google more
There's a lot more in store
Vision of boutiques
Accounts
You're on TMZ
Stalking you
Just waiting by a front door
Trailing you through
Airport security
They were TMZ
They were TMZ
We caught this Oscar nominee
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
You keep sayin' you hear me knockin'
What you standin' there for?
Who I gotta kill or sleep with?
Cause I'm
There are no gatekeepers in hip hop
Who's lettin' these wack niggas in?
I mean, can someone please put a combination lock on the door?
And stop
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
drukte
Op de dagen ervoor, ik kan wel schakelen hoor
Maar me hoofd is te vol en trek de dagen soms door
Zie me vragen erom Ik draai geen cirkeltjes rond in
they'll sleep on the couch
Threw up in a trashcan like Oscar the Grouch
Lenny writing on a letter to old Santa Claus
Come check out the best scene got
The birds are singing in harmony
And I wake up knowing that You're here with me
Thank You for my brand new life
My days are colored by a lasting hope
It's
Oooh Rell
Shoes balenciaga other day I did the pradas
Im up let me remind you so is my partners
We real these niggas fake go grab a oscar
Niggas aint
okay
Just lock the doors at the basement
I got a gate with my face in it
Brand new, brand new
This new place I got to
New world, new sky
That's
got your
Hands in your trousers for
You ain't got a gun
I saw you get searched at the door
You can't pull the wool over Skepta
The light didn't flash
the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Into a brand, new car
In walks Bud, with his exploding nose
He'd been giving it maximum today
He shouted, how the devil
the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She
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