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Album: Keep Flexin (2016)

Doors Up

Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'mma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like starbucks
You can't be my girl I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like maury
Lil bitty bitch stop calling
[x2]

Bitch stop calling
I told to the bitch stop calling
Drinking lean in the morning
I pour a 4 in the morning
They was hitting on me now I racked up
Mango with the Draco back up
In the kitchen with the pot
Make it bubble up
First I made a hundred bands, then It doubled up
I put them hoe on a blocklist
Breaking a model with a toothpick
I just came for the trap ball the nourrice
Bentley and a rover, I'm calling it bover
Imma chop up in a wraith like this
.40 say no how like big
[?]
Goyard on my waist
Ain't got time for that bitch
I forgot what I did on the percocet
Rich Forever dumb get the pussy wet
Woke up now I'm living my dreams
Watch out for these snakes no Gucci
So wearing new shit now I'm bad and Louie
I told that bitch to stop calling me
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer

Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'mma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like starbucks
You can't be my girl I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like maury
Lil bitty bitch stop calling
[x2]

Vlone on me yeah dat way
I took that hoe out to London
Meeting my plug outta country
I got to keep flexin'
The money keep comin'
They'll put anything on the internet
I was just hustlin' I wanted the check
I did fuck it up, made it back a thousand times
Who's trap bad beating letting it alpine
I got the Raf Simons on me
And I knew I would do what god told me
Still buying more rings on the go like Kobe
Young nigga in the trap with the OG's
My bitch is Bad and Boujee
[?]
These niggas they what, acting like groupies
She ate a Macdonald's but wanted some sushi
Broke ass bitches, [?]
Young rich nigga in the coupe, yeah the Bentley
Diamonds on my neck play tennis
Broke nigga don't talk just shut up
CEO on the ballers now
Want a new Bentley truck imm'a cashout
Imma fuck it so good make it tap out

Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'mma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like starbucks
You can't be my girl I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like maury
Lil bitty bitch stop calling
[x2]


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