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Letra de Doors Up - Rich The Kid

Letra de canci�n de Doors Up de Rich The Kid lyrics

[Chorus]
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling

[Verse 1]
Bitch, stop calling
I told to the bitch stop calling
Drinking lean in the morning
I pour a four in the morning
They was hitting on me now I racked up
Mango with the Draco back up
In the kitchen with the pot
Make it bubble up
First I made a hundred bands, then it doubled up
I put them ho on a blocklist
Breaking a model with a toothpick
I just came for the trap bought a new wrist
Bentley and a Rover, I'm calling it Bover
I'ma chop up in a wraith like this
.40 say no how like big
[?]
Goyard on my waist
Ain't got time for that bitch
I forgot what I did on the Percocet
Rich Forever dumb get the pussy wet
Woke up now I'm living my dreams
Watch out for these snakes no Gucci
So wearing new shit now I'm bad and Louie
I told that bitch to stop calling me
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer

[Chorus]
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
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Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling

[Verse 2]
Vlone on me, yeah, dat way
I took that ho out to London
Meeting my plug outta country
I got to keep flexin'
The money keep comin'
They'll put anything on the internet
I was just hustlin', I wanted the check
I did fuck it up, made it back a thousand times
Who's trap bad beating letting it alpine
I got the Raf Simons on me
And I knew I would do what God told me
Still buying more rings on the go like Kobe
Young nigga in the trap with the OG's
My bitch is Bad and Boujee
[?]
These niggas they what, acting like groupies
She ate a Macdonald's but wanted some sushi
Broke ass bitches, [?]
Young rich nigga in the coupe, yeah the Bentley
Diamonds on my neck play tennis
Broke nigga don't talk just shut up
CEO I'm a boss now
Want a new Bentley truck I'ma cashout
I'ma fuck it so good make it tap out

[Chorus]
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling
Bankroll to big pull my pants up
She make it clap like a dancer
Lambo, I'ma flex with the doors up
Drink lean in the morning like Starbucks
You can't be my girl, I'm sorry
Ain't loving these hoes they garbage
That's not my baby like Maury
Lil' bitty bitch, stop calling

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