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Stay down Fat Bro put that work in kick door season Fat Bro close the curtains
If it's beef we gone pop out ain't no hidin'
Ran it up and I took off look

Production by Caughy
We walked up in to party
We takin all the shorties
I fucked on a Barbie
Said fuck that dude Ken
We neva fold neva bend
And my bro got out

getting drilled
Dope nigh used to kick doors until I knocked a ho
I post up on the gram to give my little niggas hope
Aye what they mad at nigga get some

These fuck niggas ain't in my bracket
3D printin' Now da 4-5 plastic
I told my kids I was bound to make it happen
I'ma get them off the hood like

cut da coke then I whip like a master 
Go get some plastic 
Weigh that bitch up then I bag it and tag it 
Put that in a basket, had to stash it 
For

for
But you keep lying to me and crying to me when I walk out the door

I would be thinking about you tonight, when you're not by my side
Coming back

that's the only relation

Niggas be talking real tough, they acting like they finna kick down my door
Got some brothers that's upping the score
2 extendos,

and to be in these spots
Seen the look in her eyes when she thought they gone take me
I looked at my grandma said we gone be ite
I was raised by the best youn

paint
Can't call me Da Vinci still stick to the code
Wanna be a king like Von and bring along all my bros
2 Years have flown by I've just been finding

wiffin us
Back in the kitchen we whippin up 
Bag it twice den we zip it up
Cut the dope 
Water whip it
Watch the door 
Grab the pistol
Brake the bowl 
Hide

10, 9 ignition sequence start
6,5,4,3,2

They comparing him to heroin
Fiends at the window, starin in
It's a line at the door nigga
You could feel

extra
OT wit Shiloh
For money investments
Kick in the door
Man fuck a recession
Servin out beef
Like a fuckin concession
You make in a week
What I make in

house keep it a load on me  cuz bankrolls get me High 2x's

Started out str88 kickin shit tha hustle got ridiculous kick a door  cuz um ignorant switch

and da disgrace
Doors being shut in my face
The susupong blocking my ways
These bad memories on my mind
Strike me like thunder always
Make me dey feel like

shit man
We above this shit
Fuck
Petty thoughts converting to petty schemes
Petty people get affected by these petty things
But not us we da champs
Heavy

for you by the Minute
I come home you Missing
You prolly chitlin wit Niggas
Smell the Cologne, its Million
Kick the door down killing niggas like I'm

kick in the door
The bitch dropping panties, they hitting the floor
How much did I make? Boy, I don't even know
My hustle respected, the money's still

Yesterday, I was ridin' down the highway
The bull rollin' on the low low
I'm on the run, and my rearview
Pulled over by the po po
And I don't know

Go my youngin a kick yo door
I tell em to chill you know he slow
Like Matt Barnes we want all the smoke
I call up hollow we get us some money
Ain't

poor put me in the middle
My pants keep saggin cause my pockets stay full
If da bich int showing love imma kick out the door
I got a lotta drip i might

friend watch who you call round
They’ll kick in ya door and lay ya ass down
Now you losing weight they took yo last pound
I was raised right you see it in

Do right instead
Lord talk me off the edge
I'm about to get my hammer
Hit a nigga with the sledge
Jesus in my heart
Many demons in my head
The devil

ringing
Beepers was beeping
Looking out for the narcs
Cuz we know they be creeping
In the early morning
Kick open ya door while you sleeping
Take the money

we Uppin the rod

I grab the drac
And shoot
hold dat bitch by the muzzle
They tryna figure me out
Like a puzzle
I'm in love with
the guap  I wanna