How It Go
Kickbackdoor
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Kick back, door while im kick in' back doors Pull up on that bitch, yeah Nigga thinking' that he like that bro them, kick' in his door We want everything, lil' bitch, everything, lssago Now you hogtied, bitch, we gon' leave you on the floor We not takin' shit off ya, and you better not ask' no more Don't ask Ej what he bang, big brah gon up a four, Niggas knowin' where I hang, I'm a Newman with the bros Better not tell me about your girlfriend, we f*ck niggas hoes Nigga up, he think he poppin' shit, we takin' his bankroll He want Get back, so he plottin', but we plottin' too Talkin' bout your camp, got some bodies, we got bodies too What you wanna do? Three gon' pull up, slime a nigga in that coupe Used to hit the kitchen, niggas snitchin' like they Ratatouille I knew niggas bitches, so I distance, I ain't scared of you Lately, I been on top of my shit, I can't compare to you We got scopes on top of ARPs, boy we gon' bury you I'm too playa to get down on my knees, so who gon' marry who? I'm so gangsta , I get up out my grave, I be back in a few, Gotta go link up with Lil' V.Roy and take off to the moon Nigga Tried to touch my pendant, and he heard a boom Knocked him flat up on his ass, like, you's a fuckin' fool You thought you was fuckin' slick, bitch, you's a fuckin' dude Heard that nigga play with KB, must be YouTube Pull up Paint that nigga house now, it's a red room She wanna f*ck, so I'm gon' take her to the red room She wanna hit my blunt, I told her no, cause this some dead dudes She got in her feelings, said, like, damn, boy, you dat rude I said, yeah, I am, but I ain't fuckin' with your attitude Beat that hoe down, my grandma came in told me to get a room The bed loud, like, this shit I'm smoking, you can smell the fume He smokin', bap I'm smokin', Za's and it's mixed in with the shroom Nigga tried to sweep the block and drop his fuckin' broom Bro need play's, so we headin' out, be back by noon And if it's smoke, just have my back, I pop him like balloon They say they f*ck with my old shit, but I like auto-tune I ain't knockin', I'm comin' through the door, so I tell him, make some room She a thot, she fuckin' on the low, I'm fuckin' her, they don't know I'm gon' pass her to my bro, when I'm here, no camera phone She gon' miss me when I'm gone, I'm gone because I missed the bread Sooner or later, I'ma miss the head, but I'm not jumpin' in her bed I'ma be runnin' through her head, she can't get me out her head She can feel me in her legs, we on the floor, don't need a bed She know too much, she goin' fed, wonder what these niggas told her I be passin' through your city, I got thots in Minnesota I'll rock a nigga's shit, have him leanin' on his shoulder We got choppers in this bitch, so don't think you gettin' over Larry Lobster, that's a stick, hit this bitch and fold him over He got caught he just a teen, Now he can't even get no older, bottom barrel got a bean I put this on you niggas, they fucked up her self-esteem I'm no better than them, I think I fell in love with Pouring Green Cause I'm loaded than a bitch, F*ck this bitch and passin' her to the team We done came all on this bitch, when we drill, we takin' niggas' life So you can't come up on this, you can't come up on this mission And you might tell, he can't come up on this side, he get wrapped like Taco Bell, I ain't in your state, gang, can you send it through the mail I pull up, I'm gon' make it rain, I don't care about who in there Cannon send a comb through that bitch, since he wicking up his hair Don't bring no phone in this whip, the Glock bro got, came with a pair We gon' sing a song to your whip, like what y'all listen to in there Yeah, this shit gangsta I gottta light the gas I heard niggas wanna snake me through the greatvine We got cannons, we got bitches, this a great time I got my fire on me right now, we let's meet up, this a great time Boy, you can't get away, we take this shit to state lines Nigga tryna take my brother, he gon' pay the fine We could rob him for his cheddar, or just take his life Cougar bitch, her name Coretta, and she hella fine If I get her in the crib, it ain't no wasting time It's only one night, baby, you can't press rewind And we gon' load up today, it ain't no takin' mine I shoot the bitch over my phone, ain't no breakin' mine I got a blow up, right now, it ain't no wastin' time, gang Man, this shit too long, man, I ain't finna rap on all this shit Yeah, you get it though You get it though
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