Open Yo Door lyrics
by Duwap Kaine
[Verse]
To my fingers
How can I count this money all day till my fingers blue
n*gga, you a b*tch, and you know that I don't f*ck with you
n*ggas need dissing, tell me what the f*ck is wrong with you?
I don't like a lotta n*ggas, suckin' like a hula hoop (Suckin' like a hula hoop)
Flow fast, and I'm flyin' 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 flexin' sh*t
Thousand off some kicks, yeah, that was stupid (Off some kicks, yeah, that was stupid)
Put them b*tches on, uh, but them b*tches stupid
I can't love nobody, f*ck you bih'
Ridin' 'round with a bad b*tch, and I know that she with me (Want her, she with me)
And she wants a court, this sh*t Wipfli, guilty
Better pray for these snitchin' ass n*ggas [?]
If I hear one little siren, then I'm going with the quickest n*gga
Damn, that's that one fine b*tch, that sh*t hittin'
I just passed him a blunt and he said, "This sh*t hittin', n*gga"
My Milwaukee n*ggas outside, they got me grilling
Don't tell them b*tches in that water that I'm feelin' little feisty, n*gga
n*gga dry hatin' on, I don't give a f*ck (I don't give a f*ck)
If I'm up, n*gga give it up
Let this b*tch laugh at your face, 'cause you know you f*cked
Hold on, my Ksubis, yeah I'm coolin', a K tucked
Hah, guess that's sip more, drink that 'shine, text her
[?] drink, I was blinkin'
And I waent on tour, saying yes without her thinkin'
Seventeen cities, plus New York, baby we leave that crowd shakin'
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
b*tch, only two doors, I finna not open yours