[Verse 1: GetRichZay]
Turn up for that bag (Turn up)
It's too bad a n***a 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 n***as, 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 7.62 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 n***as hoes (Man, them n***as some bitches)
Ayy, better go ask that last n***a, 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 n***as)
Ayy, bitch, you know I got big racks (Racks), don't get backdoored (N***a, don't get backdoored)
Yeah, uh, you know my chop hot, but, bitch, my heart cold (Know my heart—)
[Bridge: GetRichZay & TrapGod Glizzoe]
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

[Verse 2: TrapGod Glizzoe]
We gon' swang door (Skrrt)
Can't go out like Chain O
N***a 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 n***as, "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 n***as 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)
[Outro: TrapGod Glizzoe]
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