Antidote

Don’t you open up that window
Don’t you let out that antidote (yeah)
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
Yeah!

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 (cocaína)
I just want dinero (paper hunt) (where?)
Who that at the front door? (Who that is?)
If it’s the feds, oh, no, no, no (don’t let ‘em in)

Don’t you open up that window (yeah)
Don’t you let out that antidote (yeah)
Poppin’ pills is all we know (yeah)
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

Yeah, oh, oh (at the night show)
At the night show (higher)
At the night show
Oh, at the night show (get lit, my nigga)
Oh, at the night show (yeah)

Anythin’ can happen at the night show
Everythin’ can happen at the night show
Oh, at the night show
Anythin’ can happen at the night show
Oh, at the night show

Oh, your bitch not at home, she at the night show
Oh (straight up)
Fuckin’ right, ho’
Oh, had to catch a flight for the night show

Oh (let’s go)
Let’s get piped though
Bottles got us right though
We ain’t sippin’ light, no (La Flame)
I ain’t got no type though
Only got one night though
We can do it twice though

Oh (it’s lit), at the night show
At the night show
At the night show
Oh, at the night show
Yeah, at the night show
Everythin’ can happen at the night show
Oh, at the night show
Anythin’ 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 stankin’, 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)