Swing My Door

Lyrics: Noah Scurry Music: Noah Scurry (Ayy, Landon) Start the beat right now, n***a, right now I'm thirsty to swing that door Talkin' 'bout B's and I'm up like four Forever gon' honor the code, can't break, won't fold, n***a, that's how it go Fifteen, goin' on hits, start poppin' them Percs, n***a, that's how I turned to a goblin My bro be chasin' shit down like Metcalf, you know he stand on top of ya (Come here, n***a) All the opps lyin', them niggas ain't up on shit, we the reason they dyin' All the smokers love me and my trap boom, I call fiend b*****s, "Auntie" Amiri head to toe, these b*****s glazin', they lovin' my attire I don't want your b***h 'cause she too basic, don't got what I require Prеsidential b***h, this shit hittin', I feel like Donald J (Trump) We catch an opp, wе stretchin' him Yeah, it's blood on my hands, I done left niggas Hop out shootin' from close like Westbrook Earned my name in the field like Russell Shot a nigga in his face for tryna tussle, if you ain't tryna go slide, n***a, go hustle But don't just be standin' around, that's how niggas get killed, better get you a pistol Pulled up in a Porsche truck, n***a, this my shit, this ain't no rental It might be a johnny, a striker She can't eat d**k, won't wife her ARP got range like a sniper (Fah) She can take d**k good, so I like her He ain't ever do shit, that nigga a b***h, he ain't got no bodies, he bluffin' Fifty thousand my wrist, shit bustin' No cap in my rap, I'm thuggin' (Fah) You gon' need another hand, try to count up my bodies (You up) He tripped, he ****ed, I done finally got him How I do a b***h bad if the b***h try to line me? Outside with a .45, deep in a johnny How these niggas keep tellin' when they ask about bodies? (Rats) He was swimmin' with the fishes, RIP Lil Quaddy N***a, Dayski, bet you ain't gon' slime me Put my d**k in his b***h, now this b***h gon' line him Before niggas say we ain't talkin' 'bout slidin' Got a gun and don't use it, I'm takin' it He tried to run, he ain't even see me chasin' him Black truck and we all got Dracs in it Facin' Scoom, you know that I'm facin' him (Facin' that n***a) She wanna **** me, she hearin' I'm dangerous OTV, other blocks can't hang with us (**** no) And you gotta catch a body to gang with us He got hit with a 10, it's changin' him (That shit changin' him) Talkin' Scoom Gang, broski created 'em Last one we caught was stuck on the pavement Dot sittin' on his head, I'm collectin' the payment Got hit with the button, would've thought he was tangin' I know she backdoor, I'ma still take my chances Get out with the fully, turn him to a dancer He talkin' and b***hin', this nigga keep panickin' Kicked him out the V, he can never come back again Never, nigga Kicked him out the V, he can never come back again