Frazier Trill & Pi’erre Bourne Ft Jelly – Door Swang Lyrics

Door Swang Lyrics by Frazier Trill & Pi’erre Bourne Ft Jelly

[Intro]
Ayy, Jelly (You know what this is)
Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
Jelly (Ha)
Trill

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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