Текст песни Kick Down Doors - Yung Fume , Abra Cadabra

I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's)
I kick down doors!
Kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors)
Ki-kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Ki-kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's

Look, man so fake, wann' hate
Then look me inna my face and smile
Yo, fuck it, I'ma run my line all day
I ain't done that shit in a while
Ttt-tek my number, 079 me and dial
Yo, feds tried put me on a case
So I haffi beat this trial
Every time I touch that rave
Man have got ammi in the pouch
And I put food on the plate
Yo, man ah make the YG up
Can never make the YG down
Dem man are some October 31st, dem man clowns
Halloween, and dem boy ain't on my salary
Never, man, I'm like yo, ow
And them niggas know better
Man ah move straight ammo packs
Long time I ain't moved cheddar
Long time I ain't moved cheddar

I spend it and make that back
I spend it and make that back
I spend it and make that back
I spend it, I spend it, I make that back
I kick down doors for the ammi
Ki-kick down doors for the packs
The cash, I spend it and make that back
I spend it, I spend

I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's)
I kick down doors!
Kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors)
Ki-kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Ki-kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's

Man had to kick down doors
Had some eediats snoring on the floor
They could've got shot, they could've got bored
But they were all cool, they stayed on all fours
What the fuck you thought?
Make JV rise the hammer, like four man gunned
All ready mandem, don't talk any loose chat
Send box to man's jaw
Man's jerkin' plugs, if they've got the right stuff
We're taking man's grub, finessin' man's bud
You've definitely gone mad
You think I'm runnin' that back?
Suck your mudda, stop chattin' on the phone
Think I'm tryna get bagged?
Stop moving like you smoke crack
Come try and get your shit back
I'm phoning up Six Shots with the sick shots
Something finna go down
Hop out the car, boom, baow
Something hundred percent got licked down
Still out 'ere with my sinners
Still out with my OF drillers
Still ducking out opps with my killers
Phone Six Shots for the spinners

I spend it and make that back
I spend it and make that back
I spend it and make that back
I spend it, I spend it, I make that back
I kick down doors for the ammi
Ki-kick down doors for the packs
The cash, I spend it and make that back
I spend it, I spend it

I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors, I kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's)
I kick down doors!
Kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's
I kick down doors!
(I kick down doors)
Ki-kick down doors for the money
Kick down doors for the bread
Ki-kick down doors for the ammi
Kick down doors for the Z's