Close that door Come in and close that door What the fuck you want? I need to close this door Close the door
That fuck nigga ain't just close that door, blow his throat That fuck nigga ain't just know his role, blow his nose That fuck nigga steady acting slow, I'm a blow his brain Cops grab me, I be acting slow, "I don't know his name! " Close that door, close that door
The feds watching me, they ain't got nothing to do I got ran up upon, the cops came in like, "you! " You the one that's selling the blows, that 62 I got a 17 5 pack, I charge it 62 I got hoes for sale, for top it's 52
Gave that bitch 200 dollars, took the fin and threw it She sucking dick, you hold the bags, you silly you Now close that door behind yourself, you lil' fucking dummy Close that door behind yourself, you ain't getting no fucking money Close that door, girl, don't you see I'm counting this fucking money? And the feds watching, and I'm still fucking stunting
Aye Close that door Aye Close that door Aye
Close that door Come in and close that door What the fuck you want? I need to close this door Close that door
Compositores: Keith Cozart (Chief Keef), Izell Staton (Izzetheproducer) ECAD: Obra #26151816