Lock the door, lock the door

They're coming, they're coming

Help, help, they're coming, they're coming

Listen to me, listen, help me

Please, please, your lives are in danger

Please, listen to me, something terrible

Please, you're next, here they are

They're already here, help

You're next, they're coming, they're coming (Must've done something)

I'm in the hood, bitch, don't get popped

Lil' Ape, he got a box on the Glock

Fake-ass ****, I know you gon' flop

Play with this shit, we gon' peel back your top

Fuck on a bad bitch, I'm grippin' it, crop

I'm 'bout that static like Static Shock

Pulled out that fire, why you lookin' shocked?

.45 make 'em Milly Rock

I'm with them demons, they bum out in Porter

One by one, took 'em out in that order

Mad as fuck, this bitch fucked up my order

Show the stick, I don't even got a shoulder

The way that bitch eat up a dick like some Ruffles

I got that fire, make your ass cupid shuffle

Your bitch suck my dick and she blowin' up bubbles

Aim with that fire and that bitch came with muffler (Whoa, whoa)

Know we dippin' **** (Dip)

Bounce out with dirty pistols (Bam)

Big bitch here shootin' missiles (Missiles)

Fuck the bitch, I never kissed her (Hell nah)

Lil' shawty, yeah, she got that gripper (That grip)

I'ma bust down my time, Richard Mille (Richard Mille)

Big Ape, they know I'm that **** (That ****)

Chopstick get solvin' the issue

You play with this shit, lil' **** get rolled

They steppin' on shit like fee, fi, fo

Your ass out of line, we come to your door

Don't play with me, down the road, get you poked

All he want is a bought a new pole show

Lil' **** can't swim, boy, your ass need a float

Bust down on his ass, thought this shit was joke

On the Klan shit, masked up, ****, no rope

I'm in the hood, bitch, don't get popped

Lil' Ape, he got a box on the Glock

Fake-ass ****, I know you gon' flop

Play with this shit, we gon' peel back your top

Fuck on a bad bitch, I'm grippin' it, crop

I'm 'bout that static like Static Shock

Pulled out that fire, why you lookin' shocked?

.45 make 'em Milly Rock

Arma Helo One, this is Atlanta Ground

We have you on screen with clearance to land

Runway two-dash-seven, taxi via alpha

Tower, taxi via East West parallel

Ground crews standing by at army guard ramp

Roger that, Atlanta, this is High Bird One

We're on final, we're coming in