letra de i slam doors a lot - thf lil law & baby money
[chorus: thf lil law]
yeah, yeah, i slam doors a lot
pull up dumpin’ with that draco, tryna blow my shoulder out
it was ten years on his table, that’s the sh-t he told about
when he come home, we gon’ hang him, i wrote his name on my banger
everywhere i go, i’m with some k!llers, we move armed and dangerous
thf, send my boys to step while i go run the label
let ’em think i run the label, while i’m steppin’, i don’t f-ckin’ claim it
put this fire behind his ass, soon as he fall, i’m gon’ f-ckin’ change him
[verse 1: thf lil law]
back to the trap wherе i be hangin’, got blow and coke all on the tablе
water on my neck and on my wrist, ain’t got sh-t from a label
free finesse, he pull off with your whip, he just need kit and cable
a sweet finesse, i’m on my way right now, i’m in the whip with kd
won’t let ’em play me, i put sh-t on tv, channel 9 in hd
ask my opps, all of them got popped, this sh-t, it get crazy
and i won’t flop when i drop ’cause i don’t lie at all
turn up on my blocks and get sh-t dropped, i’m backdoor lil law (f-ckin’ slimed out)
[chorus: thf lil law]
yeah, yeah, i slam doors a lot
pull up dumpin’ with that draco, tryna blow my shoulder out
it was ten years on his table, that’s the sh-t he told about
when he come home, we gon’ hang him, i wrote his name on my banger
everywhere i go, i’m with some k!llers, we move armed and dangerous
thf, send my boys to step while i go run the label
let ’em think i run the label, while i’m steppin’, i don’t f-ckin’ claim it
put this fire behind his ass, soon as he fall, i’m gon’ f-ckin’ change him
[verse 2: baby money]
you know we on your ass, you better not lack, boy, you better not dangle
picasso in the whip, we catch you slippin’, n-gga, we gon’ paint you
it’s brothers only, n-gga, i’m too wavy, so don’t call me gang
ayy, f-ck when i was broke, now i’m up, she tryna call me crazy
b-tch tryna hit it for a minute, bro told how that coochie felt
switch on a g, put it on you like a gucci belt
bet i break the ‘bow, this sh-t movin’ like some movie sales
hustled my whole life, lil’ n-gga, i ain’t new to scales
i been slidin’ doors a lot, i don’t even know them guys
n-gga, i got hoes to drive, this arp the soldier kind, flrr
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