HYWTB (Hit You With The Blick) K. comedy, Key Glock & Mak Sauce

[Intro: K. comedy]
Open the fuckin' door, I gotta shit (Damn)
Look, open the fuckin' door, I gotta shit
Look, open the door, gotta shit
No, open the door, gotta shit

[Verse 1: K. comedy]
Open that motherfuckin' door
You know I told her shake that ass, ain't 'bout that ass, she 'bout to go
I told her uno, dos, tres, I want these bitches in a row
Look bitch, hurry up, before I kick down this door
Ooh, oh, I like the way you shake it
Ooh, baby girl, you better quake it
Ooh, she pop that ass, you know she naked
I told that bitch to hurry up, you know, I can't move, I can't make it
Damn, open that motherfuckin' door, I gotta shit
I’m in the kitchen whippin' and whippin' and whippin' and whippin' the grits
You already know I do my shit, I got my fuckin' stick
And if you fuckin' move, I'll hit your ass with the glits, rits
Damn, I gotta sneeze
Damn, your head be likе a fuckin' D
Damn, that mean the dick
Stankin ass bitch, I hit you with this blick

[Chorus: K. comedy & Key Glock]
Hit you with the blick (Yеah), hit you with the tricks
Told the bitch "You better keep me out the fuckin' mix" (Oh)
I don’t give a fuck, bitch, suck up on my dick, whore (Yeah)