SWITCH! ft. Kurryadoyaaa Lyrics

I'm countin' this paper, i'm tryna get rich

Fuck her from the back, i'm grabbin' her tits

I'm havin' motion, that's why he so sick

Treat him like a bitch, pop him like a zit

Fuck that, but, you know how i'm comin'

Glock got a beam, so, why is you runnin'?

Niggas is mad, turn nothin' to somethin'

Spend and get it back, you know it ain't nothin'

Hunnid' somethin' shots comin' outta' that clip

Move, look, run, cuz' this glock got a switch

Tell her "Get nasty", she choke on the dick

I put that shit on, she in love with the fits

I'm gettin' cheese, nigga, why is you hatin'?

Lil bro' get mad? He turn into Satan

Bullets start floodin', nigga thought it was rainin'

HK hit, nigga knees started trainin'

I'm in love with money, blues

I see what that money do

You hoe see us winnin', havin' motion, she said "I'm comin' too"

You niggas broke, you need some bands

Get off yo' ass, you need a plan

I'm really him, so, what is you sayin'?

Up with the glock, let it blow like a fan

Fuckin' yo' bitch, she lovin' them bands

Her throat crazy, she blow like a fan

Can't trust this bitch, cuz' she fuckin' my manz

Tryna see a sh—, but, his bitch ass ran

You know I come, so, why would you play?

He tried to up, bro' took him away

All you could see was a shot to the brain

Hop out the car, i'm goin' insane

Shot, he missed, bro' got no aim

Up this fye', you know i'ma flame

Shot in his face, he hard to explain

Think he a star? Take him out his fame

Bullets done wet him, he thought it was rain

Don't got no bread? Lil boy, you a lame

Tryna shoot back, he went out with a bang

If he got a show, I swear to god, i'm takin' his chain (Finatic, Im So Slimee)

Grrahh (Bow-Bow)

Move smart, or you losin' ya brain

Do him dirty, that nigga a stain

Got a drum and a stick, parade

Knock off ya shit, for tryna explain

Flood with him bullets, i'm makin' it rain

Spark up his top, his dome got flamed

The gun put him back, he gettin' retained

Ruin his fun, if he keep tryna play

Pardon my bullets, just move out the way

He was a fan, so, we blew him away

The forty got kick, it boot him away

Stop by his home, shoot him Away

Bullets like trash, we threw em' away

Gun gon' flash, got him lookin' away (A way)

Subtracted a nigga, I took em' away (On bro')

Wait, the fuck? Is you dumb?

I'm throwin' these bullets, the size of a thumb

Step on a nigga, he stuck like some gum

A beam in his face, he think it's the sun

Lil bro' Catholic, he ain't on nothin'

Throwin' some rounds, probably take off his bun

Tool in his mouth, it's leavin' shit num

Break him to pieces, we turn him to crumbs

Just for that cap, i'm loosen his lid

Bullets delivered, i'm leavin' him read (Red)

Put him to a end, they givin' him creds

We do universals, niggas is dead

Shu jump in, tryna stomp on his head

Munk jump in, probably pull out his dreads

Doomut jump in, put him to bed

And, he better move right, cuz' i'm throwin' this left

Hunnid' somethin' shots comin' outta' that clip (Gang, Bitch, Bow-Bow)

Move, look, run, cuz' this glock got a switch

Tell her "Get nasty", she choke on the dick

I put that shit on, she in love with the fits

I'm gettin' cheese, nigga, why is you hatin'?

Lil bro' get mad? He turn into Satan

Bullets start floodin', nigga thought it was rainin'

HK hit, nigga knees started trainin'

I'm in love with money, blues

I see what that money do

You hoe see us winnin', havin' motion, she said "I'm comin' too"

You niggas broke, you need some bands

Get off yo' ass, you need a plan

I'm really him, so, what is you sayin'?

Up with the glock, let it blow like a fan