TrapGod Glizzoe, GetRichZay - Swang Doe lyrics

Turn up for that bag (Turn up)
It's too bad a nigga can't name
One bitch that I ain't have (I swear to God)
Aight, come on, Off White on my shoes
(Off White)
Uh, the bitch know I got swag (Swag)
Yeah, pockets full of blues (Blues)
The bitch know I got cash
(Bitch know I got cash)
Aight, come on, punch me in (Punch me in)
Aight, we gon' swang door
(We gon' swang door)
Uh, uh, we gon' swang door (Hop out)
We gon' swang door (Aight)
I be quick to whip out these niggas
I feel like Django (Pah, pah, pah)
Yeah, uh, I got my gun
It ain't no place I can't go
(Aight, come on) ayy, try to duck, we fuck
'round, hit his top, we touch that Kangol
(Bah, bah)


Hop in that splat, we in that Honda Jeep
They at that same lo' (yeah)
We gon' swang door (Let's go)
Uh, we gon' hit his 'fro (Aight)
We want all the smoke (Come on)
That's what we came for (I swear)
Yeah, share the same hoes
Uh, we the Bangbros (We the Bang)
Yeah, it's too bad that
We couldn't catch him
We had to bang his bro
Aight, come on, better not
Pull on Pilot Street
Swear that's a danger zone
(That's a danger zone)
Yeah, better not come down Cook Road
That's like touchin' a hot stove
(It's like touchin' a hot stove)
Ayy, this a 762 Draco
Watch how I let that chop roll
(Ayy, let my chop brrt)
Better not come outside that window
I'm hittin' this bitch 'til your top gone
Uh, bitch, no cap, ain't no
Steppers on y'all side, them niggas hoes
(Man, them niggas some bitches)
Ayy, better go ask that last
Nigga, made that song, he got exposed
(Aight, come on)
Can't believe he still alive
Thought that bitch was gone yeah, bitch
I'm throwin' up six and I be crackin' fours
(Crackin' fours, fuck them niggas)
Ayy, bitch, you know I got big racks
(Racks) , don't get backdoored (Nigga
Don't get backdoored)
Yeah, uh, you know my chop hot, but, bitch
My heart cold (Know my heart)

Aight, come on
Mm, yeah, don't get backdoored
Uh, we gon' swang door
Uh, we gon' swang door
Uh, we gon' swang door
Uh, we gon' hit his 'fro
Yeah, we want all the smoke
That's what we came for ayy it's Glizzoe

We gon' swang door (Skrrt)
Can't go out like Chain O
Nigga said that he was solid
Fuck he say my name for? (Rat)
We don't fuck with lames though
Shoot him if he claim the O (O kill)
Heard his ass got wet up
Should've wore his raincoat we on six shit
(Six) , don't get your bitch hit (Boom)
Bos Flip really flip shit
Me and Zay gon' get rich (Fact)
'Bout time I switch the flow up, like a bomb
I'm finna blow up (Boom)
Drop addy, he ain't show up, pop my shit
Who shipped the soda? (Damn) fuck the four
(Fuck 'em) , they know Racho stay on go
Tell 'em niggas, "Up the score"
(Up it) , they go live, we get the lo'
We gon' spin they shit for sho'
(Skrrt) , if you know, then, bitch, you know
They ain't never touch a folk
(No) , free them members out a poke
Ayy, Zay, turn me up
(Turn me up) , new opp pack
Let's burn him up
Know I keep my burner tucked (I keep it)
Streets cold like hypothermia (Damn)
By my lonely, I ain't have nobody
(No) , you could ask around
They know my body (They know it)
Fuck 12, they keep tryna lock me
If they get behind us, it's a high-speed
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Got me prayin' to God they don't catch us
Everybody keep sayin' I'm next up (I am)
Last opp ran outta Skechers
Stretch Gang put niggas on stretchers
(We do)
We go spin in a whip, low-key, dark tint
Me and Spazz tryna catch us a PT
(Skrrt, skrrt) bro pass me a stick, I'm a
Savage with that, they like, Glizzoe
You make it look easy
(Grah, grah, grah, boom)

They like, Glizzoe, you make it look easy
We gon' swang door ayy, we gon' swang door
We gon' swang door we gon' swang door
We gon' swang door ayy, we gon' swang door
We gon' swang door we gon' swang door
They know what we came for