(KISSY, FACE EMOJI!)
[Intro]
A world premier
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Gently [?]
I'ma spin me around (Peggy spin me around)
I know it’s wrong
Oh, girl, now say they are
Baby, I
[Chorus]
You better lock your door, shawty
You better lock your door, shawty
He's gon' slide right in, no warning
You got style, keep that sh*t inside it (Huh)
[Interlude]
Doin’ no favors
Got that Glock goin' fast, goin' fast, goin' fast
[Verse 1]
One deep in the back
Black man can't depend on sympathy (Yeah)
I feel like hip hop tryin' put a hit on me
Pussy ni**as put me in a box, belittle it
Depot, these beats keep coming in kilos (Kilos)
Switch styles, make 'em feel like Manteo
In this game the police use cheat codes (Ya heard)
[Refrain]
Huh, I feel like I just beat a case (Huh)
Hold it for style in my other hand
If you been here, why you relate
I stay feeding my kids out they government
Baby Reagan, I'm cracking the case (On the case)
Trickle down, get that sh*t off my chest, bang
Step off the stage, I feel— (Hah, damn)
[Verse 2]
No weeks to relax
On the road I’m a redhead stranger
You know I gotta keep a smoke for the haters
You know I only do th— cut seal
No faces, no case, no deal
Mind vacant, new check, new heel
This flagrant, better get so real
I love it
[Refrain]
Huh, I feel like I just beat a case (Case)
Hold it for style in my other hand
If you been here, why you relate
I stay feeding my kids out they government
Baby Reagan, I’m cracking the case (On the case)
Trickle down, get that sh*t off my chest, bang (*Gunshot*)
Step off the stage, I feel— (Hah, damn)
[Chorus]
(b*tch ni**a, b*tch ni**a, trick ni**a, talk sh*t)
You better lock your door, shawty (Three)
He's gon’ slide right in, no warning
You got style, keep that sh*t inside it