Walk Thru The Door/The Same Istanbul King

Part I – Walk Thru The Door

(Chorus)
Soon as I walk through the door
You see that my coat on Dior
You niggas is gay, that's facts
Bitch, I be tryna relax, ayy
As soon as I walk through the door
You see that my coat on Dior
You niggas is gay, that’s facts
Bitch, I be tryna relax, ayy

(Verse)
Breaking the spine on that bitch
None of my niggas try to snitch
We won't fall out over shit
In the clouds, like Kev, sneaky snitch
Fucking the game over, bitch
Walk through the door
Your bitch is a whore
We got shit in store
Walking through the door
I got niggas galore
I'm looking for more, ayy, uh
I got my niggas Mac-11s
Your niggas, they got Glock-7s
Ice on my neck like 7-eleven
Your niggas be tripping
They act like they seven
Look on Gеnius, 1k pageviews
How many you got?
Zero, who know? Ayy