At The Door
They good
Punch me in
Let this shit ride out
I could show you ten next day I make that shit disappear
Nigga playing around with his life, make him disappear
I don't mean to flex, I'm flexing hard like an action figure
I don't got no big homie, I'm my only inspiration
You niggas got big homies, you niggas be dick riders
Young nigga had jumped off the porch, I ain't never did no bike ride
Hand in hand get the work out, hand in hand get the work in
Park the van, bring the Porsche out
you kissing hoes you got a dirty mouth
I don't really rap, I just talk shit with a clean mouth
Got a nigga bitch riding around with her toes up
I don't know nothing, I ain't seen nothing, get them bows out
Remember I was down and broke, now I'm up counting pros now
Nigga you know I been had those bows
Come in the trap, you can meet me at the door
I got the pole and the party, then you pat me at the door
I'm the richest nigga here, I don't trust nobody, keep the pole
Nigga you can try to catch me, like you never know
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's some things that I done seen, you ain't seen the shit that I done seen
I done dropped 30, get them off me
Switchy had to switch and shack them off
Let me know what you need, just call me
Take a trip to the mall
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
All you gotta do, uh, uh, uh
Punch me in
Let this shit ride out
I could show you ten next day I make that shit disappear
Nigga playing around with his life, make him disappear
I don't mean to flex, I'm flexing hard like an action figure
I don't got no big homie, I'm my only inspiration
You niggas got big homies, you niggas be dick riders
Young nigga had jumped off the porch, I ain't never did no bike ride
Hand in hand get the work out, hand in hand get the work in
Park the van, bring the Porsche out
you kissing hoes you got a dirty mouth
I don't really rap, I just talk shit with a clean mouth
Got a nigga bitch riding around with her toes up
I don't know nothing, I ain't seen nothing, get them bows out
Remember I was down and broke, now I'm up counting pros now
Nigga you know I been had those bows
Come in the trap, you can meet me at the door
I got the pole and the party, then you pat me at the door
I'm the richest nigga here, I don't trust nobody, keep the pole
Nigga you can try to catch me, like you never know
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's some things that I done seen, you ain't seen the shit that I done seen
I done dropped 30, get them off me
Switchy had to switch and shack them off
Let me know what you need, just call me
Take a trip to the mall
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
All you gotta do, uh, uh, uh
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Writer(s): Dakari Thompson
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