(Ca$h Out) what's crapping n***a? I might get in trouble for this one Brand new Ca$h Out Ace Hood Dj Bobby Black! I came through the gate! I came To give'em hell And they know well that I'm Wealthy And I'm healthy I said out E n***a Take out my sneakers n***a Them yeys n***a I mean them…n***a I spit some Gs n***a don't sneeze n***a When the shooter's standing round Get body vented No body found (CHORUS) Uh oh, they at my door (They at my door!) I don't wanna go, I just flash the Phone And I ain't talking bout no rap sh** Real life sh** I'm talkin bout that trap sh** You ain't never seen word jamming Out that boat When you a D boy they touch they Toes Yeah, oh oh they at my door See I be on lean they be on purp Won't move the k**er's alert n******gs is sweet talking desert No 9 to 5 they gotta work All of my b**hes keep pistols in Purses Do what I say if I tell her to twerk Marry the cash for better or worse Funds are in and out on the first Feds are knocking answer the door Trap be booming then I beat them Folks Too many choppers in all of this Dough Shooters inside and 2 on the post Watching for feds you already Know Flush that quick no people approach May get cold but never do tall Never we snitches f** the law What's heading n***a? What's cracking for? As long as my money right That clip will never be you Still in that new thing my b**h From back and root Couple mill rich you could smell the Fumes Oh, oh they at my door They at my door! I don't work out I just flash the Phone And I ain't talking bout no rap sh** Real life sh** I'm talkin bout that trap sh** You ain't never seen word jamming Out that boat When you a D boy they touch they Toes Yeah, oh oh they at my door