KICK DOOR ANTHEM

Idk who they thought I was
I don't need no kick
Still kick door shit
I pull up quick
No one on one's
Can't beef with me, you don't got no funds
This off white drip yea one of one
This five hundred and fifty-six go through yo lungs
Gave five to my lic, told her drop me off
I keep pouring all this syrup and ion even got no cough
Got drank
Got percs
Got weed
Got soft
Aint even wanna serve cause yo lingo off
I can give em a nod and my team go off
I just rolled a three.five and she topping me off
Yea that's internet beef, yea i rather not talk
Yea don't get in the streets, we gon leave him white chalk

(Wateva peezy said)

Aint even wanna fuck but that bitch came with me
I'm off of the x
She off of the whittney
Yea one hundred round, I shoot two fiftys
Yea gun him down, he move to risky
Like wtf, idk I swear I fell in love with drugs
I'm way too geeked, I popped a perc and took sum shrooms to level up
Yea three more lines to melo up
This wood hit hard, canelo yuh
Thick red bitch with yellow hair
if you copping two let's double up



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