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Slamming the doors in the
Pull up with h*es in the
Diamond in the back they chosen uh posted up
Pouring up
Be it the sticky icky got you rolling up
Hold it up be a soldier don't be closing up
Open your mind
Open your mind
Open your mind
Open your mind
This could be the day
You don't know the road I could show the way
Young candy cut throat still slamming doors
Pull up with your ho on the low low
In my ride it's so clean if you didn't know
N***as hate but it's cool cause they too slow
Move smooth gotta get to it
Ain't nobody gonna stop me nah
I got a big backseat for a super freak
Tell them mothaf**kas it's going down
Back road a shortcut the lane
F**k the law they can't stop the bang
Cut the double cup of purple rain
Tell them f**k critics I'll never change
Young KR IT my n***as say
Gotta keep a dash closed with the 44
Cause them jackas rob round here every day
So I chill for the bills diamonds against the wheel
Pressing the buttons while clucky bust its peep how I live
Going in for the kill
Champagne popping daily
No petty numbers ships
F**k them just tell them pay me fo sho
H*es love it n***as know it about time
Ride clean like a billion suns they can't stop my shine
Tell them one more again for that 2000 beyond
That king s**t I be on tell a b***h n***a to be gone
Cause my
Lac Lac Lac Lac Lac
Slamming the doors in the
Pull up with h*es in the
Diamond in the back they chosen uh posted up
Pouring up
Be it the sticky icky got you rolling up
Hold it up be a soldier don't be closing up
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind
This could be the day
You don't know the road I could show the way
I'm walking up into the party and feeling and killing the party
A couple of women are chilling and sipping Bacardi
She walk me up into the hallway
I started on kissing the shawty
And feeling so good thug b***h from the hood
But really though
Might get some a*s tonight
Hit it like a real man should I'm kill it though
Make a right open that frigerator crack that 40 ounce
Head into your mom room
So I can hear that naughty sound don't play around
Your parents ain't around and plus your room is packed
I'm hit it from the front I'm hit it from the back bust
It like a gat pat pat
Kissing party with a couple
Bad b***hes getting dirty with all of my n***as
Feeling woozy but I'm pouring more liquor
But the cutie booty couldn't be bigger
I'm celebrating cause we shouldn't be here
Hella faded cause the Hennessy near
Dedicated to all of my peers AAP the vision so clear
I can see you haters from here
I can spot you out of my chair
My throne you won't come near the microphone is on fire
The booth is Roman
I'm sire I'm king of this s**t I'm no liar
I'm dropping careys
Mariah got the grip on the game like I'm pliers
Lac Lac Lac Lac Lac
Slamming the doors in the
Pull up with h*es in the
Diamond in the back they chosen uh posted up
Pouring up
Be it the sticky icky got you rolling up
Hold it up be a soldier don't be closing up
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind open your mind open your open your mind
Open your mind
This could be the day
You don't know the road I could show the way
N***as talk that big s**t nowadays
But they muscles ain't strong enough
N***as claim they change the game
Catalogs ain't long enough
Slow motion I'm still posted
In the cut been waiting my turn
Fell off cause you wasn't yourself
Oh well n***a live and you learn
Money don't concern me I was too determined
F**k what you heard I feed my fam
I put on for mine I let my brother shine
And I be coming down like godd**n
We made it that check on me my n***a
For what it's worth I don't go to work
So this verse ain't free my n***a
This work ain't free my n***a
Yeah it's above average cause they're raising taxes
Dropped twelve albums that's a grand apiece
And plus I made the beats you do the mathematics
No watches no d**e money I'm just Southern
One of the coldest n***as that's in the game
And I've only been on one major cover like d**n
Either they don't know they don't show
Or they don't care what happens in the South
Or either I'm too smart