Close that door
Boy we weighing draws
Feds want was us in bin
Cos we selling draws
Ay ay close that door
We smoking raws
Latisha on the floor
Everyone adore
So close that door
Cos they want more
Cos they can't none
b**h we double F
Yeah b**h we the best
Coming out of west
Close that door
They might blow out chest
Bang now thats put you to bed
The opps are dead
Your s** is dead
I want top instead
I'm getting bread
Chopping nine zeds
No sleep i dont get no z