A$AP Rocky – SWAT TEAM Lyrics

SWAT TEAM

A$AP Rocky

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"SWAT TEAM." - A$AP Rocky

Saturday, 17 October 2026, 07:45 pm

Album: Don't Be Dumb

Track No: 01

Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team
Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team
Look, you fine as hell to me
If fallin' in love with you's a crime, I'll take that felony
Shit, I'd do it centuries, shit, I'll be home eventually (Shit)
You was there when the judge said, "Not guilty," it ain't no jail for me
Took me home and took off all that YSL for me
No new Bottega, would you rock Chanel for me?
You look so good, no makeup, did you paint your nails for me?
Might need a lobster break, I need you out your shell for me
So be yourself for me, what's on your mind? Tell it to me
Way out of your league, so, and follow my lead, yeah
I'm dottin' my I's, uh, I'm crossin' my T's
I'm out of my mind, my heart on my sleeve
Swat like a fly, SWAT like the team (Open up)
Steppin' and I'm steppin', now I'm steppin' on shit until I smash it
Tried to tell them dummies, "Don't be dumb," they went out crashin'
Man, I'm high as fuck, they can see my eyes, my Ray-Ban glasses (Black)
It's black as shit, I'm 'bout to drop a motherfuckin' classic
With this shit
You ain't even 'bout that motherfuckin' action
With the shit
You ain't hear about the motherfuckin' action?
With the shit
You know it's on time, 'bout the motherfuckin' action
With the shit
Like five pair of jeans, the motherfuckin' fashion
With the shit
I aim at you rookies for talkin' in practice
I gotta lock it and clap it, I'm Amazon, drop off a package
Who did it the longest and got it the fastest? Look at the charts and the status
Not for the cash or the braggin', for the love of the craft and the passion
Now let's get right back to that swaggin'
Had to go grab me a Patek
Had to go empty the archive
Had to go back in the attic
See, I ain't even stunt in a long time
It's takin' 'em back to Manhattan
116th and Morningside
The Boogie Down Bronx was my attic
Kickin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team
**** bit the flow, they fuck around and bought a copy
Girl, you know you wrong, knock down your walls and leave you knock-kneed
Flush it down the toilet, that shit on, I hear 'em knocking
Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team (Yo)
Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team (Woadie, yo)
Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team (Woo-woo)
Beatin' in your door, you would've thought we was a SWAT team (Yo)
Chase 'em out the projects (Chase that ****)
We might tap his wallet (Run your shit)
We might run his pockets (Yo, woadie)
Yeah, we A$AP mobbin' (Woadie)
Always strive and prosper
Yeah, we rich-ass robbers (Yo)
Leather like a Pelle Pelle, straight from Marc Buchanan
Yeah, I got a whole lot of children, but I'm not Nick Cannon
I was overseas, out in Japan, money pink like salmon
Pink bandana, pink Range Rover, shit, I look like Cam'ron
Pink sapphire, this might get me canceled, pink like I beat cancer (Shit)
I just left Barbados with my fam, watchin' RiRi tannin' (Shit)
You ain't even 'bout that motherfuckin' action
With the shit
You ain't hear about the motherfuckin' action?
With the shit
You know it's on time, 'bout the motherfuckin' action
With the shit
Like five pair of jeans, the motherfuckin' fashion
With the shit

Writer(s): Rakim Mayers, Jordan Patrick, Kelvin J N Magnusen, Denzel Baptiste & David Biral.

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