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Open Yo Door

 

Open Yo Door

(Album: Feels Like Summer - 2023)


To my fingers
How can I count this money all day till my fingers blue
Nigga, you a bitch, and you know that I don't fuck with you
Niggas need dissing, tell me what the fuck is wrong with you?
I don't like a lotta niggas, sucking like a hula hoop (Sucking like a hula hoop)
Flow fast, and I'm flying from the state troops
I would not want you to walk in my shoes
This life right here, it come with some issues
Ooh, but I'm in the best day, Designer, I be flexing shit
Thousand off some kicks, yeah, that was stupid (Off some kicks, yeah, that was stupid)
Put them bitches on, uh, but them bitches stupid
I can't love nobody, fuck you bih'
Riding 'round with a bad bitch, and I know that she with me (Want her, she with me)
And she wants a court, this shit Wipfli, guilty
Better pray for these snitching ass niggas [?]
If I hear one little siren, then I'm going with the quickest nigga
Damn, that's that one fine bitch, that shit hitting
I just passed him a blunt and he said, "This shit hitting, nigga"
My Milwaukee niggas outside, they got me grilling
Don't tell them bitches in that water that I'm feeling little feisty, nigga
Nigga dry hating on, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
If I'm up, nigga give it up
Let this bitch laugh at your face, 'cause you know you fucked
Hold on, my Ksubis, yeah I'm cooling, a K tucked
Hah, guess that's sip more, drink that 'shine, text her
[?] drink, I was blinking
And I waent on tour, saying yes without her thinking
Seventeen cities, plus New York, baby we leave that crowd shaking
I was tryna stalk a world, yours, where yours?
I ain't tryna be studied, world tours (Tours)
She would look at me different if I ain't pull up in a sport
Bitch, only two doors, I finna not open yours

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