Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Slam the Door Lyrics

Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Slam the Door Lyrics
Slam the Door
Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna
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    "Slam the Door." - Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna

    Album: Slime Language 2 (Deluxe)
    Track No: 01
    (Wheezy outta here)
    Ayy
    Chop up some kush, put it on a train (Chop up some kush)
    Made me some millions, it came with a name
    (Made me some millions, it came with a name)
    Most of these bitches are really the same (All the same)
    Foot up in the coupe and it came with no ring
    Young Spider
    I told Roscoe slam the door (Slam the door)
    I fuck on that ho and I go (I go)
    You begging that bitch not to leave (Ha)
    I fuck her whenever I please (God damn)
    You probably over there begging and pleadin' (Ha)
    I'm begging lil' mama to leave (On God)
    I'm giving her knowledge like these, right here
    These are my Cullinan keys (Skrrt)
    I crank up the car, I don't drive (Drive)
    Too rich for my feet to be hittin' on a pedal
    Serving that raw like it's kettle (Kettle)
    Your ex 'bout to make me Beretta him (Brrr)
    I came from the block servin' 'cedrin (The block)
    Your bitch just figured out I'm a better man (Yeah)
    Red diamonds today like a fireman (Ah)
    This platinum, your old man a iron man (Ah-ah)
    Iced out the cross like a reverend (Reverend)
    Ice and codeine a beverage (Beverage)
    Wunna big boss, I got leverage (Big boss)
    Eight-karat ring like I'm married (Yeah)
    Maybach truck came with a stick in the trunk
    'Member I used to tote a Beretta (Remember)
    Now this shit extra, it come with etcetera, etcetera
    Pockets got celery
    (Celery)
    Bought my Urus rims (Rims)
    Bought a pool, can't even swim (On God)
    Check ya jewels, they look dim (Look at 'em)
    Made a movie, paid off films (Yeah)
    Cut the head off of what? You get shot in your gut (What?)
    You be lucky if I let you live (Lucky)
    But you know what's up, Booka Loc in the cut
    Aimin' laser beams all through your crib (That's right)
    I told Roscoe slam the door (Slam the door)
    I fuck on that ho and I go (I go)
    You begging that bitch not to leave (Ha)
    I fuck her whenever I please (God damn)
    You probably over there begging and pleadin' (Ha)
    I'm begging lil' mama to leave (On God)
    I'm giving her knowledge like these, right here
    These are my Cullinan keys (Skrrt)
    I crank up the car, I don't drive (Drive)
    Too rich for my feet to be hitting on a pedal
    Serving that raw like it's kettle (Kettle)
    Your ex 'bout to make me Beretta him (Brrr)
    I came from the block servin' 'cedrin (The block)
    Your bitch just figured out I'm a veteran (Yeah)
    Red diamonds today like a fireman (Fireman)
    This platinum, your old man a iron man
    (Spidey)
    Yeah, chop off his head, turn him to dank
    I'm sippin' red, ridin' in the tank (Yeah)
    I go to Feds and spend me a twenty
    Give me the mil', swap out the fame
    Swap out the sank, pay for her frame (Uh-huh)
    I got a balance (What?), gotta maintain (Yeah)
    Say she got a tat on her ass, "Free Tane" (Ooh-wee), ooh
    Serving them cook out the bowl, ooh
    I'ma put me up a loan (Yeah), ooh
    You fell in love with a troll, ooh
    Fuck **** breakin' the code, ooh
    Bought Louis V and I stroll, ooh
    Bae I'm 'bout to explode, ooh
    I just found out the total, ooh, ooh
    (Young Spider)
    I told Roscoe "Slam the door" (Slam the door)
    I fuck on that ho and I go (I go)
    You begging that bitch not to leave (Ha)
    I fuck her whenever I please (God damn)
    You probably over there begging and pleadin' (Ha)
    I'm begging lil' mama to leave (On God)
    I'm giving her knowledge like these, right here
    These are my Cullinan keys (Skrrt)
    I crank up the car, I don't drive (Drive)
    Too rich for my feet to be hittin' on a pedal
    Serving that raw like it's kettle (Kettle)
    Your ex 'bout to make me Beretta him (Brrr)
    I came from the block servin' 'cedrin (The block)
    Your bitch just figured out I'm a better man (Yeah)
    Red diamonds today like a fireman (Fireman)
    This platinum, your old man a iron man (Old man a iron man)

    Writer(s): Wheezy, Dez Wright, Gunna, Young Thug.

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