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 Don't go through the front door It's low key at the night show So don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote Party on a Sunday Do it all again on Monday Spent the check on a weekend I might do it all again I just hit a three-peat *** three hoes I met this week I don't do no hoes My nigga, that's a no-no She just want the girl, though I just want dinero Who that at the front door? If it's the fans, oh no, no, no 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 Don't go through the front door It's low key at the night show Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show Ooh, at the night show Anything that happen at the night show Everything that happen at the night show Ooh, at the night show Anything that happen at the night show Ooh, at the night show Ooh, your bitch not at home, she at the night show Ooh, fuckin' right ho Ooh, had to catch a flight for the night show Let's get by, though Bottles got us right, though We ain't sippin' light, no 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 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh At the night show At the night show Everything that happen at the night show Ooh, at the night show Anything that happen at the night show Stack it up day-to-day, young n***a You know you gotta go get it, go get it My n***a, they hatin', they stakin', they waitin' Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin' Lord, I'm on fire, they thinkin' I'm savin' Callin' me crazy on different occasions Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages Like I ain't snappin' my angles I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient Over my n****s and these kids, my agents Dealin' with more *** that's more complicated Like these two bitches that might be related H-Town, you got one And you bumpin' like a Lamar It's late now, you 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 Don't go through the front, though It's low-key at the night show So don't you open up that window Don't you let it in