Screen Door Vince Staples

[Intro: A$ton Matthews]
What's the word, what's the word, what's the word, what's the word?
You are now about to witness the strength of narcotics

[Hook: Vince Staples]
Who's that peeking in my screen door?
I got what you need, what you fiend for
Who's that peeking in my screen door?
I got what you need, what you fiend for

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Bobby Johnson ain't my OG, this ain't no movie role
Pop's was off that O.E., trippin', gettin' his Tookie on
Thunderbird with Gold D's, a felon and parolee
McDonald's for the Double Cheese, pockets fit a couple C—
Notes up on the screen door saying to pack it up and leave
But we don’t read those
'Cause the money comin' faster than your bitch, nigga
All my life, I wanted to be a rich nigga
But homie, let me proceed
Pops was moving slowpoke, that's way before the codeine
Just methadone and powdered H to junkies with the sour faces
Knocking on the screen door, asking for their homie Nate
Ten to twenty each, 4 p.m. he leave, so don't be late
Mom up off of work asking me if anybody came
To kick it with my dad, or was he chilling in the alleyway?
"He was in the alleyway"—that's what he always had me say
Slangin' for them bills he had to pay—somebody at the door