Lloyd Wendell - Busted Door Chaos Lyrics

Yeah, we livin' life, chaos on the block
Dusted and matte, ain't no way we gonna stop
They keep the door down, must endure like a shot
My shell in the back, her mouth just won't flop

Yo, what's up with the drama, can't we just chill
Seven virgins trippin', keepin' it real
Tyler Chimes in sayin', what's good fam
While Lloyd's in the corner just throwin' down spam

Yo, what's up with the drama, can't we just chill
Seven virgins trippin', keepin' it real
Tyler Chimes in sayin', what's good fam
While Lloyd's in the corner just throwin' down spam

Boys, they want a slice of the hustle tonight
Is it food
Is it some freaky talk we can keep
Bustin' up the night like we just woke from sleep

Is it porn
Or maybe all the wildest acts
Rayshard playin' games, it's a question out of tax
Dusted, puffin' smoke, chillin' with the crew

But Matt's in the zone sayin', what's next to do
Dorks got kicked, now we livin' underground
Michelle's still bitchin', won't let it go down
We here for the vibes, ain't no fear in this life

Is it food
Is it some freaky talk we can keep
Bustin' up the night like we just woke from sleep
Is it porn

Or maybe all the wildest acts
Rayshard playin' games, it's a question out of tax
Is it food
Is it some freaky talk we can keep

Bustin' up the night like we just woke from sleep
Is it porn
Or maybe all the wildest acts
Rayshard playin' games, it's a question out of tax

Bustin' up the night like we just woke from sleep
Is it porn
Or maybe all the wildest acts
Rayshard playin' games, it's a question out of tax

Is it porn
Or maybe all the wildest acts
Rayshard playin' games, it's a question out of tax
Is it porn

Is it porn