Lobby - 821, Slim Jxmmi

I pulled up in that doodoo lobby

She know im gettin' money in that lobby

Im with my niggas cus they got me

And all my niggas get stew lobby

I fucks your bitch, I fuck your mommy

Behind that bitch like I’m a mummy

I pulled up in that doodoo lobby

She know im gettin' money in that lobby

I pullup on em in that ah ah ah

I pull that trigga hear that ah ah ah

I fuck that bitch and she say ah ah ah

He talkin' crazy, come outside

Shoutsout to that cash shit

Shoutsout to that bad bitch

Im so high, Like the sun, I be on that Steve Nash shit

A Couple pulls then I pass it

Duffle full of that cash shit

No I don’t stash shit, If you touch that then yo ass hit

I mean casket

I mean white sheets

Yo bitch house where I might be

Direct the shooters like Spike Lee

Then its respirators and IV’s

D-D-Don't try me

My .40 Cal is my ID

My shawty foul and she might be, that nightmare to that nice dream

Just do it, cus do it

Livin' life with that night beam

Fly nigga I’m sight seein'

Like me you like bein'

Homie tight I fucked his B. M

Im fuckin' ha and she stuck wit him

I said homie tight, I fucked his B. M, Im fuckin' ha and she stuck wit him

(Hook)

(KK Da Don)

I-I-I-I'm in the checks, ain’t hard to find me

I only let my barber line me

And my boy he beat that body

We hit your wife, shit you know, Homi

He prolly even hit yo mommy

Gunna gang and showa possy

to 5 6, they gottem right in the lobby

Im on the first floor like Bobby, on the left side like Kanyeez

Don’t work so good, might catch a body

Im screamin' R.I.P to Scottie

All the stew cook on the stove

Big bills when we roll

Straight high tops, no lows

My niggas all flee down to the soul

When that paper right, it don’t fold

And that cannon made my heart cold

When you walk through you gotta pay toll

Break bread with my bros

Head shots to my foes

Bands all in my clothes

Feens strizzin like strippers

When we posted up on that pole

(Hook)