Grab Da Door! lyrics

[Intro: Homicide Meechie]
(I don't give a f*ck, bruh, I'ma always be me)
Gang sh*t, yeah
Gang sh*t, gang sh*t, yeah yeah yeah
Gang sh*t, gang sh*t, yeah yeah yeah
Gang sh*t, gang sh*t, yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
Rockstar step in this b*tch, yeah, rockstar step in this ho
Yeah, we slidin' on them opps, tryna hit that boy on his nose (What?, What?)
He talkin' 'bout triple cross the gang, we gon' slide him and his folks
Yeah we step on him for fun, I dig that boy Chanel coat
Mike Amiri my pants, Christian Dior all on my coat
Yeah, me and Snotty, we get too high, who the f*ck that at the door? (What?) (Gang)

[Verse 1: Homixide Meechie]
They be tweaking, they be fried, he want ten bands, just hold on
He a country boy, but I just came in this b*tch, so what you want?
Yeah, Rockstar step in this b*tch, yeah, rockstar step in this hoe
He had on all that jewelry, they snotted him at Dior

[Verse 2: Homixide Beno!]
Zillion or trillion ridiculous, did that boy ten toes on di*kies
We rock out the show, we handle the business
Tag on him hit 'em, we go and get 'em
Don’t speak on wax if you go on that mission
We load on the H5 so I got me trippin'
I did that boy on fashion, yeah, I did 'em in fashion, yeah
We rock out shows, yeah, gang sh*t
Yeah, straight gang sh*t, moshpit, thats that gang sh*t
Rockstar gang, b*tch
[Chorus: Homixide Beno!]
Rockstar step in this b*tch, yeah, rockstar step in this hoe
Yeah, we slide on them opps, Choppa hit him on the nose
He talkin' 'bout triple cross the gang, we gon' slide him and his folks
Yeah we step on him for fun, I dig that boy Chanel coat
Mike Amiri my pants, Christian Dior all on my tote
Yeah, me and Snotty, we get too high, who the f*ck that at the door?