Suicide Doors

We only smoke sativa, bitch
I told my brother, keep that semi by your side
Finna push 150, I'm gon' die
Living lavish, tell that ho to get inside
Tell her, get the fuck out, that ho kill my vibe

I push the car to its limit, I don't even care no more
I might up the score, I can't fuck with no whore
I might just go ball out like I'm Carti at the store
Curry in the court

Bitches at the crib, I think they wanna get some more
In the Lamborghini Urus with the suicide doors
Bad bitches, Hello Kitty hoes, I think I wanna fuck on yours
Heard that he can't dress, got no clothes up in his drawer
Got no motion, bitch, you poor, take his bitch, oh yea for sure

Practice this like it's a sport
Bitch, I'm the GOAT, I know you bored
Play with her heart like it's a toy
Fuck that bitch, it give her joy
Can't even drink that 'cause it's poison

Bad bitch, exotic clothing
All up on her body that I purchased
Whole lot of model bitches
You know we been swerving
Teen rap, exiled

Can't buy no bitch Birkin
I know your feelings hurting
You stay up in your room like a pussy boy, you jerking
And this bitch so fucking wet, swear to God I don't need Jergens
Get up in that Rolls Royce, and crack it with the curtains off

Bitch, you been stuck on playing offense
Asked if I do this shit every day, I told her often
I'm way too fucking good
I tell these pussies that I'm locked in
I was born in Stockton
But raised out here in Compton

I been repping B's and shit
So your ass getting popped
Can't fuck with no toxic ho
Stay out with the bros
Know that I'm the GOAT

I got my bitch a pole
Not for her to shoot shit up
I want her, give me show
She don't want his bummy ass, on God, his ass a joke
Got a point to fucking prove
I never back down from no drone

If the cops gon' pull up
I don't run away, I just go prone
I don't want them talking to me, leave me alone
Yeah
Told her, leave me fucking alone