Tyb_Defoe - 2 DOORS

Ayo, X9
You won't do it for a bag, what you do it for
Me and Brody fit seven bitches in a two-door
Me and Saucy looking for a lick, it's a kick door

If I buy a pint, pour a line, maybe six more
You could catch me in the murder, I'm at Sycmore
He was dissing on my name, you could find his body in the morgue
Me and Brody crack the C, we need plenty more

I ain't stuck up in the crib, bitch, doing many chores
Me and Joey in your section, tryna fuck a whore
I ain't tryna sip up on your cup, if it's not a four
And I be greedy with the bitch, I like to ask for more

I told Brody, if he catch a opp, he better up the score
I got a skeezy on my head, and I came in torch
I told Baby, if she wanna fuck, she gotta pay me more
223 is coming out the chrome , it's gon' fuck his corpse

I told Brody, if he wanna have her, he could fuck the whore
And while he bragging bout a bitch like we ain't fuck the whore
Bouncing off the whip, making sounds like my name is Thor
And I just went and cracked the C, I just cracked like four

Baby asking me, is you rich? Nah, bitch, I'm poor
And Baby loaded off the T, but she wants some more
If I bounce out with my bro, we gon' kill like four
And Baby staying cheap with my dick, she don't like my whores

If I bounce out with my bro, she know we getting more
If you don't do it for a bag, what you do it for
Me and Brody, fit 7bitches in a two-door
Me and Saucy looking for a bag, it's a cake door

If I buy a pint, I pour a lime, maybe six more
I keep me talking on the neck, but he ain't sliding though
Lil' nigga, but I'm still down to strip your big bro
Stupid nigga, you the type to die for your ego

Hand it over, I ain't tryna make a lil' sister emo
And I ain't tripping by the Smith, I want a deagle
He was talking out his ass, so I showed him something evil
My Brody fucking with some Percocets

Pop him like a Skittle, I told Brody
If he has a problem, solve him like a riddle
And while he tripping on a bitch, I be in the middle
She be in my crib, laying nice, showin me jiggle Wiggle

84 packs in the whip, George Kittle
If that nigga wanna beef, tell him meet me in the middle

Written by:
Randy Ramirez

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