Screen Door
Vince Staples"Screen Door" is a song by Vince Staples, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:09 long and contains 84 lines and 515 words.
Lyrics
0:05What's the word what's the word
0:06What's the word
0:10You are now about to witness
0:12The strength of narcotics
0:14Who's that peekin' in my screen door
0:17I got what you need what you fiend for
0:21Who's that peekin' in my screen door
0:24I got what you need what you fiend for
0:27Bobby Johnson ain't my OG
0:30This ain't no movie bro
0:31Pop's was off that O E
0:33Trippin' gettin' his Tookie on
0:34Thunderbird with Gold D's
0:36A felon and parolee
0:38McDonald's for the Double Cheese
0:40Pockets fit a couple C-Notes
0:41Up on the screen
0:43Dolce in the pack it up and leave
0:44But we don't read those
0:46Cause the money comin' faster than your b**ch ni**a
0:49All my life I wanted to be a rich ni**a
0:53But homie let me proceed
0:55Pop's was moving slow poke
0:57That's way before the codeine
0:58Just methadone
0:59And powdered H to junkies with the sour faces
1:02Knocking on the screen door
1:04Asking for their homie Nate
1:05Ten to twenty each 4p m
1:07He leave so don't be late
1:09Mom up off of work asking me
1:11If anybody came
1:12To kick it with my dad
1:13Or was he chilling in the alleyway
1:16He was in the alleyway
1:17That's what he always had me say
1:19Slangin' for them bills he had to pay
1:21Somebody at the door
1:23Who's that peekin' in my screen door
1:26I got what you need what you fiend for
1:30Who's that peekin' in my screen door
1:33I got what you need what you fiend for
1:36Who's that peekin' in my screen door
1:39I got what you need what you fiend for
1:43Who's that peekin' in my screen door
1:46I got what you need what you fiend for
1:50Pots on top of the furnace
1:51Glocks on top of the kitchen
1:53Table-tables is turning now my father is trippin'
1:56He shootin' sniffin' and sippin'
1:58Pigs recruitin' them snitches
2:00Cause testimonies from homies
2:01Can lead to longer convictions
2:03Police knockin' at my door
2:05Pretendin' nobody hear him
2:06Police knockin' down my door
2:08With judicial system permission
2:10Contraband in where we livin'
2:12Hope I don't get thrown away
2:13In the prison dogs are sniffin' backyard full of canes
2:17Catch a case and not get out
2:18Niggas fighting every day
2:20Choppers circle cause a ni**a chop hard on the blade
2:24Got broads on the base
2:26Slangin' rude we bangin' too
2:27Where you from
2:28If they got that back
2:29We clapping coming through
2:30Going dumb
2:3140's selling water profit from the slums
2:34Since we was young money been the motive
2:36Ni**a get you some guns and dough
2:38Bruh I love them guns and dough
2:40Find me slangin' for the low
2:42Come around you getting domed
2:43Somebody at the door
2:45Who's that peekin' in my screen door
2:48I got what you need what you fiend for
2:52Who's that peekin' in my screen door
2:55I got what you need what you fiend for
2:59Who's that peekin' in my screen door
3:02I got what you need what you fiend for
3:05Who's that peekin' in my screen door
3:09I got what you need what you fiend for
What's the word what's the word What's the word You are now about to witness The strength of narcotics Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Bobby Johnson ain't my OG This ain't no movie bro Pop's was off that O E Trippin' gettin' his Tookie on Thunderbird with Gold D's A felon and parolee McDonald's for the Double Cheese Pockets fit a couple C-Notes Up on the screen Dolce in the pack it up and leave But we don't read those Cause the money comin' faster than your b**ch ni**a All my life I wanted to be a rich ni**a But homie let me proceed Pop's was moving slow poke That's way before the codeine Just methadone And powdered H to junkies with the sour faces Knocking on the screen door Asking for their homie Nate Ten to twenty each 4p m He leave so don't be late Mom up off of work asking me If anybody came To kick it with my dad Or was he chilling in the alleyway He was in the alleyway That's what he always had me say Slangin' for them bills he had to pay Somebody at the door Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Pots on top of the furnace Glocks on top of the kitchen Table-tables is turning now my father is trippin' He shootin' sniffin' and sippin' Pigs recruitin' them snitches Cause testimonies from homies Can lead to longer convictions Police knockin' at my door Pretendin' nobody hear him Police knockin' down my door With judicial system permission Contraband in where we livin' Hope I don't get thrown away In the prison dogs are sniffin' backyard full of canes Catch a case and not get out Niggas fighting every day Choppers circle cause a ni**a chop hard on the blade Got broads on the base Slangin' rude we bangin' too Where you from If they got that back We clapping coming through Going dumb 40's selling water profit from the slums Since we was young money been the motive Ni**a get you some guns and dough Bruh I love them guns and dough Find me slangin' for the low Come around you getting domed Somebody at the door Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for Who's that peekin' in my screen door I got what you need what you fiend for
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