[Intro]
Splur, splur, splur
Racks
(L's on the beat)
[Chorus]
My partner say he down bad and he need some dough (The racks, damn)
We gon' kick a door, we gon' kick a door (Kick it down)
Get them choppers, grah, grah, get down on the floor (Bow, grah, grah)
I'ma call my lil' woadie so he can come kick a door, ayy
We kicking doors, ayy (What? What?)
We kicking doors, ayy (Woop, woop)
We kicking doors
We kicking doors, ayy (Doors)
We kicking doors, ayy
We kicking doors, ayy (We on it, nigga)
We kicking doors
[Verse 1]
I get high and swing on a tree, bitch, because I'm popping beans
Baking soda Hercules
Stiff arm your ho, get off me, please
The plug, he wanting all of it, your ma'am, she want all of me
She sent me a quarter key, I sent that off to Puerto Ric'
Woadie, I get slutty, she get slutty, we get slutty
Bad-ass bitch that look like Shawna
OG gas bags of the colored marijuana
She want Birkin bags and money, I don't judge her, I don't love her
She want muddy double trouble
I got rocks like Barney Rubble
I'll forever break a bitch, I'll take a bitch, remake a bitch
678 gon' hit a lick, run up a credit score, ayy (L's), ayy
678, we trained to go
I'ma hit your bitch like Danny Phantom, I'm going ghost
Ain't no bowl to break down, Molly, I'm booted up
Walk in the kitchen, I cook it up, cook it up
Your bitch, she took it up
I get embarrassed to look at her
No electronics, I hook her up
All out the scene when I'm heavy on lean
Girl go to sleep, Freddy Krueger her dream
Trap out the booth, her boobies on me
Trap out the boonie but I won't give one free, lil' bitch
Splur, splur, splur
Racks
(L's on the beat)
[Chorus]
My partner say he down bad and he need some dough (The racks, damn)
We gon' kick a door, we gon' kick a door (Kick it down)
Get them choppers, grah, grah, get down on the floor (Bow, grah, grah)
I'ma call my lil' woadie so he can come kick a door, ayy
We kicking doors, ayy (What? What?)
We kicking doors, ayy (Woop, woop)
We kicking doors
We kicking doors, ayy (Doors)
We kicking doors, ayy
We kicking doors, ayy (We on it, nigga)
We kicking doors
[Verse 1]
I get high and swing on a tree, bitch, because I'm popping beans
Baking soda Hercules
Stiff arm your ho, get off me, please
The plug, he wanting all of it, your ma'am, she want all of me
She sent me a quarter key, I sent that off to Puerto Ric'
Woadie, I get slutty, she get slutty, we get slutty
Bad-ass bitch that look like Shawna
OG gas bags of the colored marijuana
She want Birkin bags and money, I don't judge her, I don't love her
She want muddy double trouble
I got rocks like Barney Rubble
I'll forever break a bitch, I'll take a bitch, remake a bitch
678 gon' hit a lick, run up a credit score, ayy (L's), ayy
678, we trained to go
I'ma hit your bitch like Danny Phantom, I'm going ghost
Ain't no bowl to break down, Molly, I'm booted up
Walk in the kitchen, I cook it up, cook it up
Your bitch, she took it up
I get embarrassed to look at her
No electronics, I hook her up
All out the scene when I'm heavy on lean
Girl go to sleep, Freddy Krueger her dream
Trap out the booth, her boobies on me
Trap out the boonie but I won't give one free, lil' bitch
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