WHO AT THE DOOR? lyrics

Cook It up Sammy
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Yuh
Huh
Hmm

Who at the door?
Let 'em in
b*tch i'm too high off the medicine
I f*cked once, oh no i can't f*ck again
Gave me problems
So i went f*ck her friend
Got two tone on my ap skeleton
Im not one of them n*ggas you better than
Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline
n*ggas pus*y i swear they be feminine
Like really thought you was gon stop us huh
I keep a gun on my hip and if a n*gga got a problem
We gon solve it huh
Shoot big ass guns got walk it off
He don't got a car so he walk to us
Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us
Man i'm high as f*ck of all types of drugs
Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us

b*tch i bе sippin' the wok in the tris
I ain't give him a fеature so he made a diss
n*ggas really be mad so i f*ck on their b*tch
Cause i got too much money it is what it is
Had to take her shopping she was drinking my kids
Understatement she was eating the kids
I was flabbergasted can't believe what it is
She gon suck me dry like a leach on the kid
Man f*ck that i was just worried bout cash
Try to stack a milly tryna make that sh*t last
You ain't got no money how you making me laugh
And the way you think man it really be sad
Like how you wake up and not get you a bag
You don't even got a gun extended my mags
If i spend a hundred then i make it right back
Say you got more money but we both know thats cap
Who at the door?
Let 'em in
b*tch i'm too high off the medicine
I f*cked once, oh no i can't f*ck again
Gave me problems
So i went f*ck her friend
Got two tone on my ap skeleton
Im not one of them n*ggas you better than
Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline
n*ggas pus*y i swear they be feminine
Like really thought you was gon stop us huh
I keep a gun on my hip and if a n*gga got a problem
We gon solve it huh
Shoot big ass guns got walk it off
He don't got a car so he walk to us
Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us
Man i'm high as f*ck of all types of drugs
Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us

Man down
Man down
He just lost a shooter
We got big m80s
He was trying to use a ruger
Where it all started he was talking on computers
He thought i was gon talk with him
But i seen him so i shoot first
Damn huh
That n*gga got pop
My n*ggas rob him right after we shoot him
We gonna take everything down to the socks
Really be mixing designers
Cuz everything on me it really be costing a lot
Y'all n*ggas snitching you wishiwashy on yo mans
I swear he be talking alot
Who at the door?
Let 'em in
b*tch i'm too high off the medicine
I f*cked once, oh no i can't f*ck again
Gave me problems
So i went f*ck her friend
Got two tone on my ap skeleton
Im not one of them n*ggas you better than
Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline
n*ggas pus*y i swear they be feminine
Like really thought you was gon stop us huh
I keep a gun on my hip and if a n*gga got a problem
We gon solve it huh
Shoot big ass guns got walk it off
He don't got a car so he walk to us
Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us
Man i'm high as f*ck of all types of drugs
Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us