Suicide Doors (feat. Cordae)

歌手: Juicy J Cordae • 专辑:Ravenite Social Club • 发布时间:2024-08-27
作词 : Jordan Houston
 作曲 : Jordan Houston
 Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
 Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
 Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
 Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

 Get a bag before you beef
 You need money for a war
 Out the trenches from the streets
 Now, I'm listed in the Forbes
 Tuck the Glock inside my Louis
 Tuck the cig' in my Dior
 Yeah, they pay attention now
 'Cause I'm too rich to get ignored
 I'm that nigga from the north
 I've been pippin' since the port
 What's the plug without the socket?
 I'm connected like the cord
 Let's get wealthy from these whores
 Cashin' checks, but I want more
 Whip the Ghost, you think it's honey with the suicide doors

 I'm the man, turned your four Sedan to a Carland
 Understand you can't make a profit 'til you make a plan
 Ain't no deals, I got all these bills, ain't no time to chill
 You a leech? I'm just tryin' to eat, I make Happy Meals
 From the block, I was stabbin' blocks
 You was punchin' clocks
 Hit or miss, you was tryna diss
 I was buyin' stocks, look it up
 Use the city bus, now, it's private planes
 Bouncin' back, took a lotta M's, that's part of the game
 Keep it coming, let's go get this money, don't be chasin' fame
 If you broke and you ain't out here grindin', how you 'gon complain?
 Hunnid mil for a rainy day, I can stand the rain
 I encourage you keep hustlin' until you can say the same

 Get a bag before you beef
 You need money for a war
 Out the trenches from the streets
 Now, I'm listed in the Forbes
 Tuck the Glock inside my Louis
 Tuck the cig' in my Dior
 Yeah, they pay attention now
 'Cause I'm too rich to get ignored
 I'm that nigga from the north
 I've been pippin' since the port
 What's the plug without the socket?
 I'm connected like the cord
 Let's get wealthy, **** these whores
 Cashin' checks, but I want more
 Whip the Ghost, you think it's honey with the suicide doors

 Lamborghini suicide door make me feel alive
 This bitch I’m with so bad
 If looks can kill, she calls it genocide
 I remember, I used to wanna be rich ‘fore twenty-five
 Now, I'm twenty-five, made a million about twenty times
 And I pay my tax, no cap, they take 'bout half of that
 And when you get the bag, flip that shit just like an acrobat
 Hustlin' university, nigga, I could teach a masterclass
 Best believe I keep them M's with me like I'm on aftermath
 Now, I'm countin' benjies, never stingy with the gold cheese
 Court side tickets, but have vision in the nosebleeds
 Juicy J come with negro spirit, jewels, and poetry
 Woke up like “**** the whole world”, but that's the ho in me
 Genie in a bottle, damn I wish a nigga would (Oh-ah, oh-ah)
 Smokin' and I’m sippin', shit, a nigga feelin' good
 Some say we young and dumb, but we misunderstood
 We tryna get this money, gotta get up out the hood

 Get a bag before you beef
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