Swing My Door

Damn, look at Hawk now
Damn, look at Monti now
Damn, look at Lil Rob, damn
Ha-ha-ha
Damn, look at [?] now, damn
Look at 50 now, damn

They tellin' me rap, but I'm in the back of the hot tryna swing my door
Said I got jumped in jail, okay that's cool, but that shit bap for sure
Push up with Dracs, buttons, ARP's, I'm outside tappin' fros
A week later Lil Deuce had died, his ass can't scream "Scoom" no more
Push up and swing my door, hop out fast I'm tryna blow
If you run you better not be slow, we chase shit down straight to the floor
Hawkem, that's a pack, and 50 with 'em, so Vert let's blow the smoke
These niggas trollin' on the net, like I don't clap shit tho
Beat up they rap, from left to right just me and blow we out all night
Kit up the bity, do it right I own my gun and blow my pipe
I never got took stop the bap, Fully trollin' that shit wack
I have blocked them niggas goin' inside the crib like where they at
50 died, nobody spin, hawk had died his ass a bitch
Niggas said I'm washed cause I don't like the rap, I'm clappin' shit
But when I swing my door, I bail out fast I'm tryna complete the blitz
The 'Vec broke, the switch jammed I kinda blew I'm at his shit
But I had tapped the switch on live I went viral for doing that shit
These lil boys sayin' my name inside them songs like we don't spank ass and shit
50 died, nobody spin, [?] had died that stupid bitch
And 40 crashed the car, Monti & Rob, I [?] up by a bitch