Close Dat Doe (Remix)

[Intro]
Eh close that door bruh
Cardo
Got
Wings
Relax

[Hook]
Close that door, ehh (x8)
I'm selling dope, ehh
Close that door, ehh
She gunna go, ehh
Close that door, ehh

[Verse 1: J $tash]
Close that door
I f*cked your hoe
She want to go I'm my lambo
I told her no, give me deepthroat
She was so stoned, high off the coke
Leave me alone, just popped 'em both
Eh close that door, we 'bout to smoke
I f*cked your b*tch then I pass
Smoking that gas getting cash
Got on my Gucci Duurag
Hold up baby girl relax
b*tches they loving J. $tash, play these hoes just like tag
Tokyo riding the Jag
[?] making you say, and my b*tch she is bad
Love the kid just like her dad
Love when she grab on my ball when I hit from the back
I be all up in the trap, moving them packs
Selling then lean and got wax
Random n*ggas getting taxed
Homie that's facts, close that door b*tch eh relax

[Hook]
Close that door, ehh (x8)
I'm selling dope, ehh
Close that door, ehh
She gunna go, ehh
Close that door, ehh

[Verse 2: Larry June]
Whip the yolo till my hand hurt
Put her on the blade, leg work
f*cking hoes, playing new edition
Baby show me how that head work
It's like gymnastics how I'm flipping money
Close the door I think the feds lurking
Got my credit up A1, you n*ggas still balling True Religion
b*tches nagging, I'm on kawasaki smashing
I'm in Miami on Colins stuck in traffic
Never truly solo, riding with the wammy
b*tch you out of pocket I won't tell yo' daddy
Socket to my pocket
Keep me living lavish
If I really want it
I can make it happen
I'ma need ten before I sign the papers
A hundred in the stash put eighty up
Play around with twenty, then I double up
I'm a real n*gga I can run it up
I'm mobbin' solo cause these n*ggas dumb as f*ck
God damn

[Outro]
Close that door, ehh (x7)
I'm selling dope, ehh
She wanna go, ehh