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[Intro] Lock the door, lock the door They're coming, they're coming Help, help, they're coming, they're coming Listen to me, listen, help me Please, please, your lives are in danger Please, listen to me, something terrible Please, you're next, here they are They're already hеre, help You're nеxt, they're coming, they're coming (Must've done something) [Chorus: Nutso Thugn] I'm in the hood, bitch, don't get popped Lil' Ape, he got a box on the Glock Fake-ass nigga, I know you gon' flop Play with this shit, we gon' peel back your top Fuck on a bad bitch, I'm grippin' it, crop I'm 'bout that static like Static Shock Pulled out that fire, why you lookin' shocked? .45 make 'em Milly Rock [Verse: Nutso Thugn] I'm with them demons, they bum out in Porter One by one, took 'em out in that order Mad as fuck, this bitch fucked up my order Show the stick, I don't even got a shoulder The way that bitch eat up a dick like some Ruffles I got that fire, make your ass cupid shuffle Your bitch suck my dick and she blowin' up bubbles Aim with that fire and that bitch came with muffler (Whoa, whoa) Know we dippin' niggas (Dip) Bounce out with dirty pistols (Bam) Big bitch here shootin' missiles (Missiles) Fuck the bitch, I never kissed her (Hell nah) Lil' shawty, yeah, she got that gripper (That grip) I'ma bust down my time, Richard Mille (Richard Mille) Big Ape, they know I'm that nigga (That nigga) Chopstick get solvin' the issue You play with this shit, lil' nigga get rolled They steppin' on shit like fee, fi, fo Your ass out of line, we come to your door Don't play with me, down the road, get you poked All he want is a bought a new pole show Lil' nigga can't swim, boy, your ass need a float Bust down on his ass, thought this shit was joke On the Klan shit, masked up, nigga, no rope [Chorus: Nutso Thugn] I'm in the hood, bitch, don't get popped Lil' Ape, he got a box on the Glock Fake-ass nigga, I know you gon' flop Play with this shit, we gon' peel back your top Fuck on a bad bitch, I'm grippin' it, crop I'm 'bout that static like Static Shock Pulled out that fire, why you lookin' shocked? .45 make 'em Milly Rock [Outro] Arma Helo One, this is Atlanta Ground We have you on screen with clearance to land Runway two-dash-seven, taxi via alpha Tower, taxi via East West parallel Ground crews standing by at army guard ramp Roger that, Atlanta, this is High Bird One We're on final, we're coming in