Don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) Don't go through the front door (Through the back!) It's lowkey at the night show So don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote Party on a Sunday (that was fun!) Do it all again on Monday (One more time!) Spent a check on a weekend (Oh my God!) I might do it all again (That's boss shit) I just hit a three peat Fucked three hoes I met this week (Robert Horry!) I don't do no old hoes (Oh, no, no!) My nigga, that's a no-no (Straight up!) She just want the coco (Cocaina!) I just want dinero Who that at the front door? If it's the feds, oh-no-no-no (Don't let 'em in, shhh) Don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) Don't go through the front door (In the back!) It's lowkey at the night show At the night show At the night show (Higher) At the night show At the night show (Get lit my nigga) At the night show Anything can happen at the night show Everything can happen at the night show At the night show Anything can happen at the night show At the night show Your bitch not at home, she at the night show Fuckin' right, ho Had to catch a flight for the night show Let's get piped though Bottles got us right though, we ain't sippin' light though I ain't got no type though Only got one night though, we can do it twice though It's lit at the night show At the night show At the night show At the night show At the night show At the night show At the night show Anything can happen at the night show Stackin' up day to day Young nigga you know you gotta go get it, go get it, my nigga They hatin', they stinkin', they waitin' Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin' Lord I'm on fire they think that I'm Satan Callin' me crazy on different occasions Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages 'Cause I don't like how he snappin' my angles I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient Over my niggas and these kids my ages Dealin' with Mo' shit that's more complicated Like these two bitches that might be related H-Town, you got one and you Bun B like a number one It's late night, got a late show If you wanna roll, I got a place where Poppin' pills is all we know In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!) Don't go through the front door (Through the back!) It's lowkey at the night show So don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote