Odotsheaman - Closed Doors Lyrics

Get a spliff and bill it
Bad gyal bang like Cillet
Breast and thighs no fillet
Morleys when I hit it
Them boy catching feelings
Us boy we don't feel it
Get a bad b n drill it
Any opp we drillin
Tryna chase money tryna stack these pounds
Them boy they don't come around
You know they ain't making sound
My loud is making noise can you please just turn it down
There's ain't making sound
Get a bad b n drill it
We ain't catching feelings
You know they don't make no sound
No sound
Boxes scales and clientele
You know that I do it well
Them boy they don't make no sales
My loud is cheap it's like it's always on sale
Run it up
Flip it stretch it
Then I double up
I'm tryna get double cupped
That's magnum in my glass
You know that I'm always driving fast
I saw your girl
And you know I slapped her arse
I didn't even need to ask
She said she don't care about my crazy past
You know I buss my ahhh
And when I do it I do not tell my mum
Dry cleaners for my jacket
This crazy life you know that you couldn't hack it
I dish the loud out out in packets
Flavours there flavours here you know we have it
If I'm not rolling with the mandem
Then I'm doing road with badders
Occupied passenger seat
Never alone always got suttin on me
I buss my shots and then I skeet
Hit em once and then repeat
You'll get hooked up on my green
And if you owe me P's
Knock your door like trick or treat
Bitch