I Slam Doors a Lot lyrics
by Baby Money
[Chorus: THF LIL LAW]
Yeah, yeah, I slam doors a lot
Pull up dumpin' with that Draco, tryna blow my shoulder out
It was ten years on his table, that's the sh*t he told about
When he come home, we gon' hang him, I wrote his name on my banger
Everywhere I go, I'm with some killers, we move armed and dangerous
THF, send my boys to step while I go run the label
Let 'em think I run the label, while I'm steppin', I don't f*ckin' claim it
Put this fire behind his ass, soon as he fall, I'm gon' f*ckin' change him
[Verse 1: THF LIL LAW]
Back to the trap wherе I be hangin', got blow and coke all on the tablе
Water on my neck and on my wrist, ain't got sh*t from a label
Free Finesse, he pull off with your whip, he just need kit and cable
A sweet finesse, I'm on my way right now, I'm in the whip with KD
Won't let 'em play me, I put sh*t on TV, Channel 9 in HD
Ask my opps, all of them got popped, this sh*t, it get crazy
And I won't flop when I drop 'cause I don't lie at all
Turn up on my blocks and get sh*t dropped, I'm backdoor Lil Law (f*ckin' slimed out)
[Chorus: THF LIL LAW]
Yeah, yeah, I slam doors a lot
Pull up dumpin' with that Draco, tryna blow my shoulder out
It was ten years on his table, that's the sh*t he told about
When he come home, we gon' hang him, I wrote his name on my banger
Everywhere I go, I'm with some killers, we move armed and dangerous
THF, send my boys to step while I go run the label
Let 'em think I run the label, while I'm steppin', I don't f*ckin' claim it
Put this fire behind his ass, soon as he fall, I'm gon' f*ckin' change him
[Verse 2: Baby Money]
You know we on your ass, you better not lack, boy, you better not dangle
Picasso in the whip, we catch you slippin', n*gga, we gon' paint you
It's brothers only, n*gga, I'm too wavy, so don't call me gang
Ayy, f*ck when I was broke, now I'm up, she tryna call me crazy
b*tch tryna hit it for a minute, bro told me how that coochie felt
Switch on a G, put it on you like a Gucci belt
Bet I break the 'bow down, this sh*t movin' like some movie sales
Hustled my whole life, lil' n*gga, I ain't new to scales
I been slidin' doors a lot, I don't even know them guys
n*gga, I got hoes to drive, this ARP the soldier kind, frr