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kick a door - foogiano lyrics

verse: foogiano
cos i used to kick them doors, b*tch i used to whip the stove
all them n*ggas really talkin’ but that boy don’t want no smoke
i callеd euro gotit, he say he gotta hit you with that pole
and that icе on me is cold, it’s very cold like the north pole
hit you with that gucci flow, i’m 1017 if you ain’t know
ga told me don’t let up you got to break the f*ckin’ skull
twin told me f*ck your b*tch, i break her back down to the floor
and if that n*gga talkin’ sh*t, i send red he gone baby joe
yeh i’m on a double cup it got me movin’ really slow
i’m a leader of the mob, try this sh*t and we gone blow
backwood full of cookies yeh it taste just like some dough
and i got the racks them millis yeh i keep that dough

hook: foogiano
i was trappin’ like a b*tch, i was thuggin’ on the low
all them n*ggas counterfeit, they ain’t got no f*ckin’ dough
boy, i stayed in the kitchen yeh i used to whip the stove
boy i used to break the pot i used to beat the f*ckin’ bowl
me and ga really livin’, give a f*ck about a ho
that we pay that b*tch to twin he gone ship her out the f*ckin’ door
i called jeezy escobar and he won’t lie to you, oh no
they didn’t want to let me in, i had to kick the f*ckin’ door
verse: ga
all of my shooters get busy
got ride round with the glizzy
got twins got ps like diddy
she looked at my stones got dizzy
mix the lean til it’s fizzy
bought new celine, she prissy
pop with the beam he ain’t missin’
trap trampoline it’s jumpin’
1017 my brother
f*ck with me, they comin’
went and got a pipe just to [?]
i do drugs from a co*defendant
smokin’ this ‘thrax
be quiet b*tch, i’m countin’ my racks
ae the gang and it’s a label too
i brought the k, if that’s ok with you?
make your b*tch put bread on my books
all of my diamonds as real as they look
got bored at the crib, made the stripper cook
they can’t do it like this, they wish they could
rollie is wet like a wishing well
i f*ck your b*tch, didn’t kiss and tell
we was trappin’ and servin’ packs
now we just rappin’ and making plaques
no, i’m not actin’ just statin’ facts
yeh i spend a twenty, then made it back
hook: foogiano
i was trappin’ like a b*tch, i was thuggin’ on the low
all them n*ggas counterfeit, they ain’t got no f*ckin’ dough
boy, i stayed in the kitchen yeh i used to whip the stove
boy i used to break the pot i used to beat the f*ckin’ bowl
me and ga really livin’, give a f*ck about a ho
that we pay that b*tch to twin he gone ship her out the f*ckin’ door
i called jeezy escobar and he won’t lie to you, oh no
they didn’t want to let me in, i had to kick the f*ckin’ door

- foogiano lyrics

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