OPENTHENOOR

Ayy, ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm bout to fuck around an open can of whoop-ass
Slap him in his face, I ain't fuckin' with his bitch ass
Three fuckin' five up in a blunt, I'm smokin' big gas
Br- Brody wanna buy a fuckin' dub, he gon get taxed
Then, I'ma pull up, give a .5
Me and gang pop a bar, now we not alive
Damn, now my Brodie slump, he ain't wakin' up
Damn, I can't even move, think I did too much
Like I'm in the zoo, bitch, I go bananas
Uh, I ain't have no Sprite, I poured it in some Tropicana
Shorty shakin' butt at Flemmings , I don't think she got no manners
Talkin' with the slang, bitch, I don't care about no grammar
Bitch, I feel like YB, no, I do it for my grandma
Brodie brought the blick, I brought the blick, and now its a standoff
S- said I'm gettin' way too overwhelming, bitch, like Matt Ox
Uh, 20 on the road while I'm sippin' on a Smirnoff
W- why I'm drinkin n drivin', I don't know, I just decided
L- leanin' off the drink, I'm feelin' sleepy like I'm Biden
Like I saw her in the swamp when we locked eyes, I'm sittin' crykey
Put some fent up on this blunt, and now he come back like a crackhead
What the fuck I hit, hit, hit, hit, hit
Now, now he on his ass, ass, ass like a bitch
Uh, crashin' out, bitch, uh, I ain't got bored
Uh, I don't want no Audi bitch, I want a Honda Accord
Uh, busing on her face, I'm tryin' to fuck up all her pores
We ain't in no P.S. party, me and gang be in the cord
Uh, heard he havin' baby, bitch, I grabbed him by the cord
Now I'm jumpin' from the free throw, bitch, I feel like I'm Mike Jord
Got like ten under the mattress, got like twenty in the drawer
Tech made him go retarded, man he's like, open the door
Said he could handle the blunt, but when he hit it, he won't sure
Now he talkin' like my heart is beatin' fast, he's on the floor
Good gas, way too strong, can't even hit it, if you a vet
Shorty swear that it's my meat, but now she grindin' on my tech
I just did a bump of coke, so now my shit ain't even workin
Bitches boutta be like, 1 P.M., I swear I'm punchin' early