Open Up Lyrics

Knock up on the door little nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk

Knock up on the door little nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk

Ysnmoney me n my gang stick you up

Where the cash I see it you purse pick it up

Money Nash on the give n go when I pass give it up

She said she got the casa I got henny let's mix it up

In the room with some jewelry got rings kicking up

Ain't often but usually finessing niggas digging up

Throw the work in the bag stuff it good zip it up

You spilt the rest of my fonto lil bitch lick it up

Get what we get hit the road we ahunnid'

Left with respect cleaned em out they ain't want it

Don't gotta lay low back to Cooling nigga they ain't on it

I'll take off in my 08 flash nigga sonic

Put my hours in now I'm with my bitch n some chronic

I make you fall like towers in September how ironic

I ball like I'm mj at the line I'm bionic

Turn ya good day into blues like the harmonic

I was down bad ran off the plug he was astonished

Nigga seen me last week I told that nigga I'm adonis

Never fuck with the gang tell you this we the best

Young fly niggas got ya bitch and ice on our chest

If my bitch ever leave me ill tell you this she want less

If a bitch ever leave you ill tell you this she a mess

Kick her to the curb i tell you don't need the stress

Wire hit every Friday ion need to check YSN

Knock up on the door lil nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk

Knock up on the door lil nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk

Strive for what I believe in I write till my hand bleed

You need fund ya boy commissary nigga he in real need

Always represent the bills when I'm balling Andre reed

I ball like the warriors but I'll never blow the lead

Don't worry bout me cuz i know where you at

I run up in your crib doing the 400 relays this shi track

Cuz n his family crying and whining like bring it back

She want to fuck I'm implying not lying I got the yak Ysn

Knock up on the door little nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk

Knock up on the door little nigga open up

Give me money all the clothes mf give it up

Got the gang got the bros four doors in the cut

If she reaching then she tweaking throw that bitch up in the trunk