Door Video (MV)

Hmm

What is your problem? Yeah
Counting up profit, I'm cool with your thotty, she suck it so sloppy, yeah
Counting up profit, I'm cool with your thotty, she suck it so sloppy, yeah
What is your problem? Yeah

I'm cool with your thottie, she suck it so sloppy
Calling me "papi", yeah
All about money, earning that profit
Give me them commas, yeah
I had no option
I had to get it and grind no time for my thotties
Then I started "wilding"
No one could stop me, nigga I'm straight out the gudda

And that's on my mommy, I had to get it
I ain't have no time for my shawty
We was just starving, trapping and robbing
Trap in the morning 'til the night-time come
Trap in the morning 'til it come back again
Trap the A.M. 'til it come back again
Trap the A.M. 'til it come back again
I'm going to get money, way more than I spend
I'm going to get money, flip more than I spend
Flip it again, do it again
Then we do it all again
Then we do it all again
Got a little masterpiece, love when she swallow me
Your bitch she suck it, she suck it so nerdy
With all that brain make you think that she nerdy
She got all that brain make you think that she worthy, yeah
Pour up, my Styrofoam dirty
Back in the day, man I used to be dirty
I been through enough so how can you hurt me?
If you police, you know I'm allergic
Out in these streets, you know that I'm serving
Thumb through a check then I count up some more
I got what you need, just count on Lil Moe
You know who this is, you know it's Lil Moe

I'm cool with your thottie, she suck it so sloppy
Calling me "papi", yeah
All about money, earning that profit
Give me them commas, yeah
I had no option
I had to get it & grind no time for my thotties
Then I started "wilding"
No one could stop me, nigga I'm straight out the gudda

One, two, three, four, shooters at the front door
Know we like to kick door, why we brought the stick for
Say he got bags, make a young nigga get low
Shawty real bad, I ain't got to tell her get low
Man, back in the day couldn't even get a hello
Now I'm getting paid, getting packs for the L.O
Got to keep it on me, strapped like a Velcro
Keep it in the street, I don't beef on the cellphone
One, two, three, four, shooters at the front door
Know we like to kick door, why we brought the stick for
Say he got bags, make his ass get low
Shawty real bad, I ain't got to tell her get low
Man, back in the day couldn't even get a hello
Now I'm getting paid, getting packs for the L.O
Got to keep it on me, strapped like a Velcro
Keep it in the street, I don't beef on the cellphone

BAM
Man, keep it in the street, I don't beef on the cellphone
No I.G., it don't got to be known
Pull up on me then his ass get gone
One, two, three, four, shooters at the front door
If he sleep we going to sneak through the back door
I cannot sleep 'til I go get some more
Pull out a check and I make her say whoa
Got what you need just hit me on the trap phone
All up in the trap 'cuz a nigga got to get more
Counting up bucks on a bitch like YEAH!
Try to run up, young nigga I dare
I learned in the streets niggas don't play fair
Got to roll with the heat on me everywhere
Rolling up good gas in the air
Niggas hating, do you think I care? (Nah)

One, two, three, four, shooters at the front door
Know we like to kick door, why we brought the stick for
Say he got bags, make a young nigga get low
Shawty real bad, I ain't got to tell her get low
Man, back in the day couldn't even get a hello
Now I'm getting paid, getting packs for the L.O
Got to keep it on me, strapped like a Velcro
Keep it in the street, I don't beef on the cellphone
One, two, three, four, shooters at the front door
Know we like to kick door, why we brought the stick for
Say he got bags, make his ass get low
Shawty real bad, I ain't got to tell her get low
Man, back in the day couldn't even get a hello
Now I'm getting paid, getting packs for the L.O
Got to keep it on me, strapped like a Velcro
Keep it in the street, I don't beef on the cellphone

Rolling up good gas in the air, niggas hating, do you think I care?