Location Switch (Remix) ft. King Zane Lyrics

Had to switch the location, I posted in the States

Steady cooling, trying to run it up the quickest way

Want take off like a rocket, blast off to outer space

These niggas plotting, I know they want get me out the way

Red dot look like a pimple when it lock on your face

I steady waiting on my time, tryna make something shake

And niggas waiting on me to fall but that ain't the case

They ain't want see me on the top and that's a sad case

Leveling up, I know the opposition hate to see it

Ain't sip in so long, it was fucking up my pancreas

And they ain't gang, don't know why them niggas want stand with us

They goofy, tryna send threats, can't understand the theory

Want drop a bag on some new jeans, fitted in Amiri

I want the finer things, gon' get it, just give some time with it

Never let the struggle put me down, just had to climb with it

Take something from me or mines then you gonna die with it

Locked in with some real hitters, I got a tie with 'em

That's your dawg but he flakey, he ain't gon' slide wit ya

Can't put your all in every girl cause they ain't gon ride wit ya

They throw rocks and they turn they back, they tryna hide the smoke

Remember I show niggas the plot and they laugh like a joke

Now I making little moves and they envy, it so crazy though

Could fix being broke but we can't fix you being lazy though

They wasn't on my type of time so now they hate me though

Had to switch the location, I posted in the States

Steady cooling, tryna run it up the quickest way

Want take off like a rocket, blast off to outer space

These niggas plotting, I know they want get me out the way

Red dot look like a pimple when it lock on your face

I steady waiting on my time, tryna make something shake

And niggas waiting on me to fall but that ain't the case

They ain't want see me on the top and that's a sad case

I'm gon' graduate, but bitch boy its still fuck a gown

Start a riot at your city, I'm like fuck your town

You don't know me, but you will when I'm at rolling loud

There's no way I'm finna stop, just try and bring me down

Rob the plug man for his weed, I call him Caesar Clown

Ouu, all my lyrics fucking hit, bitch, fuck a proper noun

He said that he could ball out, bitch, then step up to the mound

There's now way I'm finna stop, just try and bring me down

I don't do construction, but little bitch I keep a tool

Because I'll fix that nigga dome, 'cause it seems he lost a screw

Bitch, I've been making great hits, little nigga start up something new

And they hate me just like Chris, but a nigga really move like Drew

I'm a bandit, steal her heart, bitch, R.I.P., shout out to Juice

I like to see the candy melt inside my cup when I pour a deuce

I can't speak to none you bitches, like y'all pussy, y'all hang loose

And on my draco, it got horns, and so I call it Mister Moose

Had to switch the location, I posted in the States

Steady cooling, tryna run it up the quickest way

Want take off like a rocket, blast off to outer space

These niggas plotting, I know they want get me out the way

Red dot look like a pimple when it lock on your face

I steady waiting on my time, tryna make something shake

And niggas waiting on me to fall but that ain't the case

They ain't want see me on the top and that's a sad case