WHO AT THE DOOR? ft. srryjordxn Lyrics

Cook It up Sammy

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Yuh

Huh

Hmm

Who at the door?

Let 'em in

Bitch i'm too high off the medicine

I fucked once, oh no i can't fuck again

Gave me problems

So i went fuck her friend

Got two tone on my ap skeleton

Im not one of them niggas you better than

Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline

Niggas pussy i swear they be feminine

Like really thought you was gon stop us huh

I keep a gun on my hip and if a nigga got a problem

We gon solve it huh

Shoot big ass guns got walk it off

He don't got a car so he walk to us

Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us

Man i'm high as fuck of all types of drugs

Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us

Bitch i be sippin' the wok in the tris

I ain't give him a feature so he made a diss

Niggas really be mad so i fuck on their bitch

Cause i got too much money it is what it is

Had to take her shopping she was drinking my kids

Understatement she was eating the kids

I was flabbergasted can't believe what it is

She gon suck me dry like a leach on the kid

Man fuck that i was just worried bout cash

Try to stack a milly tryna make that shit last

You ain't got no money how you making me laugh

And the way you think man it really be sad

Like how you wake up and not get you a bag

You don't even got a gun extended my mags

If i spend a hundred then i make it right back

Say you got more money but we both know thats cap

Who at the door?

Let 'em in

Bitch i'm too high off the medicine

I fucked once, oh no i can't fuck again

Gave me problems

So i went fuck her friend

Got two tone on my ap skeleton

Im not one of them niggas you better than

Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline

Niggas pussy i swear they be feminine

Like really thought you was gon stop us huh

I keep a gun on my hip and if a nigga got a problem

We gon solve it huh

Shoot big ass guns got walk it off

He don't got a car so he walk to us

Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us

Man i'm high as fuck of all types of drugs

Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us

Man down

Man down

He just lost a shooter

We got big m80s

He was trying to use a ruger

Where it all started he was talking on computers

He thought i was gon talk with him

But i seen him so i shoot first

Damn huh

That nigga got pop

My niggas rob him right after we shoot him

We gonna take everything down to the socks

Really be mixing designers

Cuz everything on me it really be costing a lot

Y'all niggas snitching you wishiwashy on yo mans

I swear he be talking alot

Who at the door?

Let 'em in

Bitch i'm too high off the medicine

I fucked once, oh no i can't fuck again

Gave me problems

So i went fuck her friend

Got two tone on my ap skeleton

Im not one of them niggas you better than

Shoot the chop get a rush of adrenaline

Niggas pussy i swear they be feminine

Like really thought you was gon stop us huh

I keep a gun on my hip and if a nigga got a problem

We gon solve it huh

Shoot big ass guns got walk it off

He don't got a car so he walk to us

Ain't got fifty thousand please don't talk to us

Man i'm high as fuck of all types of drugs

Y'all Sip fake lean thats wok to us