Kick Down Doors

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Y.Rendo] Man roll with the Rambo Man beatin' the skeng at you so when you see me just run (boop,boop) Wid da flick flick, I move real icky, mind you get touched (dudududu) Runnin' man down wid da black blade, and he's jumping on bus Like why the fuck you jumping on bus? (niew,niew) On Twitter, I see them tweetin (tweet a lot) Hella man talkin' this crud When they see gang all of them run Figured in the head like I don't want none of them slugs ( I don't want none of dem slugs fam) Like couple .44's,come to the F you get bun Like come to the F you get bun Big dot dots, tryna get flung (Boop,boop) Got no time for a mug I need more connects, I need more plugs You're tryna cuff a bitch I makin these Ps tryna grab funds (ching) In the room with the trappers Like you're in a room just full of them cunts (allow dat) Like BT go to ' turn up the place, truss me every ting mad They don't want no smoke, (lowe it) Young boy dip dip with the shaver out, just mind you get soaked Serious round here, you can stay with them jokes Rendo said he got linked, truss me head back's gonna get blown I'll sneak in a room with 4's, truss me them man they already know Talkin' that shit to my gang, get two Duracells up in your dome Sneak dissin' on the net, trust me da gang come straight to your home (stop talkin shit fam) That's word on mum, no jokes Got caught lacking in your whip And you left the car, with no keys Like how you gettin' home? [Verse 2: A.M] 25 at 20:30 Gyal use your brace stop being nerdy That's 8:30 no irky perky Gyal bend over like 6-30 You little slut, you're very dirty Uck me, you ain't pussy worthy 18 but she lookin' 30 Lookin' niff that's hella certy Yeah, i rate tings dat give it up Like no stress, just gimme uck A couple tings wan' fuss up Like fair enough, if the bitch is buff But dead tings have to pattern up 'Bout hard to get, you're hard to want Walk around with your best friend And your best friend's been givin' uck Kick down doors, mind I don't kick man's mum Man ah just kick down kick down packs Man ah just sit down, kick down grub Put him in the back and boot in the trunk She too man, she too wan' come Man ah got two much packs in the trunk Might have to kick down, kick down one Kick down doors, man I didn't see no grub Everything dead, everything get dud Man ah see feds, everything get plugged 2 and a Q, everything get bun Hands on the mop, everything get rubbed Too much corn, everything get stuck Gyal give top, everything get sucked Kick down doors but nobody there 1-2 shots got lost in the air 2-2 shots one open the wig And 3-2 shots make man disappear Bare bloodstains all over the gaff Leave man's face all open and that Manna just came in the house with force Left man's door all broken and that