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Screen Door (feat. Bankroll Fresh) by Mike Will Made-It album cover

Screen Door (feat. Bankroll Fresh)

Mike Will Made-It

Lyrics
Coming up
I knew that one day I'll be the man

Starting up and in a second grans
Ay grans

Nigga had a pla
Soon as the money hit my hand

Time to the spend

It's time to advance

Working up the door
Door hold soda
Camera sees you rolling
Call me approaching
It's a hole lie
Se you throw the screen
The wind gotta kick the door lock
Cut the four four pock pock

Young nigga gotta swag like no othe
Run out we are scorching brother
Pull up right there where your mother
And put your niggas to discove
The niggas play undercove
That's why I could never trust you
You know the D streets ain't for you
Ain't here to make you double
Blue hundreds they stay together
My stones invisible set 'em
Get wrong put some shit and check 'e
White hoers I got several
If I **** they will let yo
They call me the street professor
I came here to give a lection
When the time class water
Imagine the margila
I'm fresh then how ever
I'm trapping and not they get 'em
Hotter than us to get 'em
I got rice on my scadual
My boy will bless the beat
My money bless the squeeze

Coming up
I knew that one day I'll be the man
Starting up and in a second grans
Ay grans

Nigga had a pla
Soon as the money hit my hand

Time to the spend
It's time to advance

Working up the door
Door hold soda
Camera sees you rolling
Call me approaching
It's a hole lie
Se you throw the screen
The wind gotta kick the door lock

Cut the four four pock pock

I came from a area
When niggas tarapin' and gettin
I'm from the area
When we turn 0 to fifties

You from the area
When niggas too lazy to hit i

The niggas layin' dow
They get out work for the bitche
Me I kick the shit
Cuz it's this car that got no limit
I'm spinnin'
I'm with your bitches, none of your busines
Know that my cars you dig it
Halla money got plenny of women
Jesus please forgive cuz I'm sinnin'
Forgive cuz I'm sinnin'
Jesus please ooh may God
Damn I'm gettin'
Coming up
I knew that one day I'll be the man

Starting up and in a second grans
Ay grans
Nigga had a pla
Soon as the money hit my hand
Time to the spend
It's time to advance

Working up the door
Door hold soda
Camera sees you rolling
Call me approaching
It's a hole lie
Se you throw the screen
The wind gotta kick the door lock

Cut the four four pock pock