Frazier Trill & Pi’erre Bourne
Door Swang
[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 n***as 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 n***a Trigger Trell, wish a n***a 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 n***a 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