Suicide Doors lyrics

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Suicide doors on the truck, Suicide doors on the track, Suicide doors on the truck (yea yea)
Do-do doing doughnuts in the wraith
Move b*tch, Get out the way
I mean come here b*tch, Give me some face (ay, yea yea)
Black ass n*gga like blade, Diamonds kicking like Liu Kang, I mix the lean With lemonade (ya)
I don't give a f*ck about hoes
I just like counting this paper
You ain't ready to die about this sh*t n*gga, Nah you can't sit at this table (for what)
It might get a little too gangster
Was a trapper before I was famous
Now I'm f*cking on R&B singers
Rocks on my neck and my finger
Don't let all this Dolce Gobana distract you from the fact I got one in the Chamber (hold up)
Suicide doors on the truck, Good girl turned into a sl*t
Yea, I was down now I'm up
Buy a bust-down every month
This just the way I was cut
Back and forth with a n*gga for what'

I put my mot in the trunk (Rari)
I put my truck in the front
Suicide doors on the truck
We f*ck with n*ggas like us
Suicide doors on the truck (Hey)
Suicide doors on the truck
Suicide doors on the truck