Open
Caskey, Yelawolf
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Chop it up Chop it up Chop it up DJ Paul, KOM In the kisser, in his face She so open, we so open She so open, we so open She so open, soon as I pulled out, mane, that thing was still open Waffle house style, twenty-fo' seven- Okay, okay, okay This liquor that's in my system got me spinnin' and talkin' venom Walkin' through the parkin' lot, dive in the bar, like I'm swimmin' 'Scuse me, bitch, out my way, no security's in my face Part the seas with my clique, look at this fool, f*ck you say? Never been scared of no hood, never been shook by no hate Runnin' my town solo dolo, ready to die, testin' fate Mama's boy, outta my mind, Travis Barker, Psycho White Barely full, ate that money but I can't fill my appetite 'Cause I am all about that hustle (can't stop, I'm) All about the trouble (and I might just) Push up on your bitch (like I am) All about that muscle (I got that) Mafia inside me (Three 6 and) Memphis right beside me (this ain't no) Ladder worth you climbin' (no, bitch, you) Ain't about to try me ('cause we just) Double up, double up, triple up, triple up Jump a motherfucker like a trampoline Pour it up, pour it up, in a cup, fill it up Drink a motherfucker under the sea You dissin', dissin', bitchin', bitchin', dealin', barely copin' I wish you would, I'm wishin', hopin', twenty-fo' seven, we stay Open, we so open She so open, we so open She so open, soon as I pulled out, mane, that thing was still open Waffle house style, twenty-fo' seven, we stay open Me and the blue cheese elopin' Rolled through Winter Springs and we're lookin' like kings To teens that we gotta put hope in Man, the car came through so sick That shit wasn't my whip, would've thought it was COVID Strap hangin' off my hip Shots tryna get in my grip, would've thought I owed it Folks get shot everyday 'round here Probably best you don't try to play 'round here Homeboys doin' stakeouts You're only A1 if you keepin' you a K 'round here Man, I zip that down, they don't see my nuts Y'all buyin' fake-ass zips of the runts Reason I know 'cause my homeboys all repackage No Actavis, in the streets we active I am all about the hustle (can't match me) Red dot on your head, it (ain't acne) Who the hottest in the city? Well, that depend on who you askin' I keep my gun handy Y'all done opened up a can of worms with me, it's uncanny Off the drugs 'cause I'm liable to try to kill you pussies off of one xanny To the opps plotted, like the money, had to stretch it How you s'posed to win? Yo' package gettin' intercepted I send them shots again, the first time, you ain't get the message Don't know when it's gon' end so every day should count yo' blessin's And every day I stay open
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Written by: Brandon Caskey, Michael Atha
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