Frazier Trill, Pi’erre Bourne, Jelly - Door Swang lyrics
[Frazier Trill, Pi’erre Bourne, Jelly - Door Swang lyrics]
Ayy, Jelly (You know what this is)
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Jelly (Ha) trill
Door swangin’, dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin’, not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that’ll take you out
Lucky seven
Need a couple bags
I got some niggas in the trenches
I ain’t talkin' to ya ’less
You're talkin' 'bout some business
And if thе gas ain’t strong
You can't get a penny
How many grams I done sold
I should gеt a Emmy
It's a cop, it's a opp, got a 40 Glock
Couple plays on the backend and
I'm in the drop
Who that knockin' at the door? Jelly
Grab the strap
I got pounds for the low, all we do is trap
If you trap, doin' numbers
I'ma show you love
He talkin' crazy, where the strap? Man
That boy done
If you're workin' with some money
I can be your plug
Call my nigga Trigger Trell
Wish a nigga would
Knew the dude swing fans when the money come
And when the money disappear
All the bitches run
We ain't playin' with no pistol
We got Tommy guns got a nigga in the bushes
Take you out for fun
Door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Jelly (Ha) trill
Door swangin’, dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin’, not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that’ll take you out
Lucky seven
Need a couple bags
I got some niggas in the trenches
I ain’t talkin' to ya ’less
You're talkin' 'bout some business
And if thе gas ain’t strong
You can't get a penny
How many grams I done sold
I should gеt a Emmy
It's a cop, it's a opp, got a 40 Glock
Couple plays on the backend and
I'm in the drop
Who that knockin' at the door? Jelly
Grab the strap
I got pounds for the low, all we do is trap
If you trap, doin' numbers
I'ma show you love
He talkin' crazy, where the strap? Man
That boy done
If you're workin' with some money
I can be your plug
Call my nigga Trigger Trell
Wish a nigga would
Knew the dude swing fans when the money come
And when the money disappear
All the bitches run
We ain't playin' with no pistol
We got Tommy guns got a nigga in the bushes
Take you out for fun
Door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven door swangin', dope slangin'
We got hella traffic
And we ain't frontin', not a thing
Please don't even ask it
Got a couple bags, got an AR in the mansion
Gots a shotta that'll take you out
Lucky seven