Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Doors Up Lyrics

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[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Pull up, lift my doors up
Yeah, yeah
And the whole club froze up
Oh-oh, oh
And how I walk, damn, they keep watchin’, I’m shinin’, they know us, but don’t know us
I got bitches who peeking who chose us ’cause we showed up
I’m just vibin’, but diamonds dance on my watches, I’m so froze up
Don’t want no problems, I’m coolin’, but got them sticks all on my tour bus

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Why they be acting like they know us? (Know us)
She see the Lamb’, then she chose up (She chose up, skrrt, skrrt)
They pay a buck fifty, I might show up (Might show up)
My bitch, she slim back but got D cups (Got D cups)
You fuckin’ with them same niggas that never gon’ slide (Slide)
I spent three-fifty on the Lamb’, I need some more tires (Tires)
Wе ain’t fucking with them bitches, we need somе more vibes (Vibes)
When we pull up on the scene, it’s a homicide (It’s a homicide)
Hit Eliantte, now I’m froze up (Froze up)
I smell the money, hold my nose up (I hold my nose up)
Them niggas hatin’, we gon’ go up (We gon’ go up when we show up)
Just bought the Hellcat to do donuts (Skrrt)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Pull up, lift my doors up
Yeah, yeah
And the whole club froze up
Oh-oh, oh
And how I walk, damn, they keep watchin’, I’m shinin’, they know us, but don’t know us
I got bitches who peeking who chose us ’cause we showed up
I’m just vibin’, but diamonds dance on my watches, I’m so froze up
Don’t want no problems, I’m coolin’, but got them sticks all on my tour bus

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Diamonds hittin’, you could see ’em out of space (Out of space)
I roll my dope up while my bitch gon’ drive the Wraith (Yeah)
We just pulled up outside the club and it’s late (And it’s late)
My bro said he was ’bout to leave, I told him wait (Ayy, hold on)
I’m tryna walk in flexing strong, like who wan’ leave with a nigga? (Yeah)
This slime business got these bitches wanna bleed with a nigga (Facts)
I ain’t catchin’ eye contact, not on it, I don’t blink at these niggas (I don’t)
‘Cause once I flash, I’m gon’ get mad and probably lead one of these niggas (Bah, bah, bah)
Plus I’m so drunk, I cannot walk, I want her friend and she want Rich
Come from the slums, but you would not notice, put VV’s on my wrist
I cannot judge, keep it one hundred, probably sneeze on that bitch
Ain’t satisfied, I want that money, love ain’t nowhere on my list

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Pull up, lift my doors up
Yeah, yeah
And the whole club froze up
Oh-oh, oh
And how I walk, damn, they keep watchin’, I’m shinin’, they know us, but don’t know us
I got bitches who peeking who chose us ’cause we showed up
I’m just vibin’, but diamonds dance on my watches, I’m so froze up
Don’t want no problems, I’m coolin’, but got them sticks all on my tour bus

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