OpenDoors (feat. Avery Wilson)

Having girl problems, huh? Mmm-mmm, nah Nah, I'm good You ain't sound like it nigga I only heard light-skinned niggas sing like that Man, I don't know what it is bro It's like girls are just so hard to understand You feel me? Nah, I'm Little Boat! But shit, I mean when you got something good like that You need to appreciate that, bro 'Cause shit like that 'gon be here Today, and gone tomorrow Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Ok, you're right, I've been sort of a savage (true) I grew up with savage dudes When I order drinks, I rarely ask for two, my daddy too But yeah, I'm tryin' to recreate my DNA Shady ways, stop liking pics, that ain't my ba-ba-baby's face Make you hide it I should make you put your whole account on private Comment "She's mine" on every pic to let them know it's my shit Be surprising, laugh, and make our time together more exciting Let 'em know you can't be touched And gotta vanquish he who tries it Yeah I know my heart is closed and I ain't let you see inside it It's hard for me to open up, be courteous and open-minded What it means to be the man you need I had to redefine it, I had to be reminded Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors I don't even play this many games on my Xbox And look, I know I'm butt, I know I'm cheeks, I know I'm cheap When we eat I make you pay If we go out, I make you stay If I took you to that concert, then them tickets was probably free Go out here with the lights off and blow your back out to Chief Keef What happened to Isley brother's, makin' love between the sheets? Hey, I should make you cla Hey, I should make you sing All I ever think Oh, me me me me me Me me me me me and you occasionally Then back to me, I put them same ol' broken records on repeat Them the ones I love to sing Only on behalf of me, like you isn't half of we How hard is it actually Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors Yeah, yeah Ohh, ohh Call her first, call her back Hold her phone, hold her hand Kiss her more, listen more Open doors, open doors