Kick Yo Door

(Dubba-AA flexin')

(Louie Bandz made another one)

Oh come on

4KTrey

Ay, free DDawg

You know what it is with me, ****

Nobody say if we gon' die today

Northside, 38, we put guns to the face

Slime

Bow, bitch, kick yo' door, uhh

Meet yo' family stash spot

Make 'em hit the floor, uhh

I say hold yo' hands high

Don't make me let it blow

This ain't the time for games now, bitch

I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, ****)

Bow, hit the ground, bitch

Please don't make no sound, bitch

We came here for the pounds and

Show me where the money

'Fore yo' head I leave some rounds in

This shit could go straight

Or I could leave here with 'yo head split

Bitch

And don't say shit ain't up in here

I know that ain't right (That ain't right)

Bitch, we smelt you cookin'

Dope up here the other night (Other night)

I'm startin' to think that you a smoker

Why you got a pipe? (Got a pipe)

You make a move and I'ma bat you

With this fuckin' pipe, bitch

38, straight connivin', **** breakin' in yo' shit

Go ask a real **** 'bout me

These **** can't play me like no bitch (Ugh-uh)

Play with me, you marked for death

I tell me shooter "Make a wish" (What up?)

Back to this, I'm here for that

Now, ****, come up off yo' shit

Bow, bitch, kick yo' door, ugh

Meet yo' family stash spot

Make 'em hit the floor, ugh

I say "Hold yo' hands high

Don't make me let it blow"

This ain't the time for games now, bitch

I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, ****)

Bow, hit the ground, bitch

Please don't make no sound, bitch

We came here for the pounds

Show me where the money

'Fore yo' head I leave some rounds in

This shit could go straight

Or I could leave here with 'yo head split

Bitch

Hold on, red bitch

Told her green flag, she bang 4KTrey

Dirty bitches, talkin' groupie bitches

Always in my face

Bloody ****, he got plenty bodies

Caught another case

Nobody savin', all he wanna know

Is who gon' die today

Wet that **** up in traffic

He got road rage

Slime, he just wiped a **** nose for a whole thing

He on probation and he thuggin'

Fuck what people think

Said he gon' buy his broad

A Cutlass with some candy paint

Get that money, ****

Bow, bitch, kick yo' door, uh

Meet yo' family stash spot

Make 'em hit the floor, uh

I say hold yo' hands high

Don't make me let it blow

This ain't the time for games now, bitch

I'ma wipe your nose (Slatt, on slime, ****)

Bow, hit the ground, bitch

Please don't make no sound, bitch

We came here for the pounds

Show me where the money

'Fore yo' head I leave some rounds in

This shit could go straight

Or I could leave here with 'yo head split

Bitch