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18veno – who at the door lyrics

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah, neeko, you made that motherf+ckin’ beat?)
(ah, nah, you ain’t made that motherf+cker)

[chorus]
who the f+ck at the door? don’t let ’em in
got a shooter at the door, he don’t smile, he don’t grin
big choppers, n+gga, we got big f+ckin’ racks
i’m the man of the house, i put my family on my back
rollin’ through the city, got a 50 in my d+ckie
got a fifty on my glizzy, who want smoke? you know i’m with it
p+rno movies, chop got titties
point him out, we gon’ get him
catch a stain, lil’ bro gon’ hit ’em
my chopper hungry, don’t turn into dinner

[verse]
my chopper hungry, don’t turn to a meal
chill, we in the trap for real
breakin’ the scale, brand new pack vacuum+sealеd
we tryna run up a mil’
i’m tryna run up a check with the bro, lеt’s go
only l i’ma take is a ‘bow
ain’t gettin’ money, these n+ggas, they broke, let’s go
shots come out the chopper, it’s time to reload
shots come out the chopper, then we double back
i don’t think that i hit ’em, make sure that he whacked
got a gun full of lead, but i ain’t givin’ a tat
i see my enemy, then i attack
i see my enemy, then go to work
b+tch, don’t get hit with the lil uzi vert
is you ready to ride in a he+rs+?
got popped like an rp, get put in the dirt
get k!lled on the first night, chop got scope sights
this lil’ sh+t we do is gon’ hurt
you know it’s on sight, b+tch, green light
it’s time to put in some work
no pain, then no gain, ain’t no fairytales in this sh+t
n+ggas cuffin’ hoes, switchin’ codes, it don’t make no sense
[chorus]
who the f+ck at the door? don’t let ’em in
got a shooter at the door, he don’t smile, he don’t grin
big choppers, n+gga, we got big f+ckin’ racks
i’m the man of the house, i put my family on my back
rollin’ through the city, got a 50 in my d+ckie
got a fifty on my glizzy, who want smoke? you know i’m with it
p+rno movies, chop got titties
point him out, we gon’ get him
catch a stain, lil’ bro gon’ hit ’em
my chopper hungry, don’t turn into dinner