Switches

[Intro] And you know them switches Switch, too many guns Who give a damn? Hold on Switches, nigga, to your ass, your parents should've put a belt Uh, and I been that bool that'll make ya— Mm, mm, mm, flrrt Frrt, frrt Beep, hm, beep, hm, pussy Ayy, and I'ma tell you like that (Keep that bitch, bruh, keep the camera up, keep the camera) Fuck ya Huh, broke, and doin' bad, better get some help (Ooh) Switches (Top, nigga, huh, yeah) Hold on (Rrr) Huh, broke, and doin' bad (Rrah), ya better get some help (Get your bitch-ass out there) Switches straight— Pussy, I say (Get out the cage) [Verse 1] Top, broke and doin' bad, better get some help (Ha, ha) Switches to your ass, boy, your parеnts should've put a belt (Pussy) Babygirl, I'm hot like lava (Woo, ha), pull up, makе shit melt (Make shit melt) These killers respect me, they know I'm bout it, I'll pull up and do that shit myself, ha [Chorus] They wanna know why I got millions and still ridin' with that fire on me You ain't 5, homie, pussy, you can't ride, homie, huh Takin' they bitches and kickin' my pimpin, they wanna ride on me Hm, I know that them 5s want 'em, huh, I'm havin' them slide on 'em (On 'em) [Verse 2] I'm rappin' and juggin', huh (What you doin'?) I'm sellin' them verses, they sendin' the payment I'm givin' it to 'em (Switch it up) Run it up for my baby, he play with that payment and watch how I do him (Baow, baow) Put him on TV, mama, I'm ballin' Mama, I'm ready, ain't doin' no stallin' I'll have them young niggas, pull up, let off from the Wraith Dunk on his ass, I do it like Blake (Blake) I want a bag, and they know for that bag, I'ma get on his ass, I'ma take off his face Shawty, she bad, and he like, "I know it" He callin' a Melly, I know it, it's fake I kick the bitch straight down, Kung Fu You try me, I'm divin', I'm him, no crew Out the top of the roof, I'ma do what I do Up with that stick, it go, "Brrt, boom," knock off your shoe One bullet connect with your head and it's knockin' out more than your tooth I got a win, got me more than a few (Bodies) [Refrain] Initiation, you catch him, in ties (Ties), no fakin', you need you a body I'm tryna take him, that cutter spit flames when it's bangin', I'm aimin', tryna hit up his body (Oh-oh, oh) This pussy gon' run, when should've been ready to bang, so I shoot the fire at his partners (Run, bang, partners) Hit it, again, baow, baow, now, hit it, again, all at your mama, bitch (Ohh, hlrrd, 5, 5) Initiation, you catch him, in ties (Ties), no fakin', you need you a body I'm tryna take him, that cutter spit flames when it's bangin', I'm aimin', tryna hit up his body (Oh-oh, oh) This pussy gon' run, when should've been ready to bang, so I shoot the fire at his partners (Run, bang, partners) Hit it, again, baow, baow, now, hit it, again, all at your mama, bitch (Ohh, hlrrd, 5) [Verse 3] I'm rappin' and juggin' (I'm rappin' and juggin) I'm flippin' and servin' (I'm flippin' and servin') I boarded the bus, I'm rollin' from Houston As a juvie, a hundred somethin' pints in a 'Burban ('Burban) I'm ready for duty (I'm ready, let's do it) Attendin' that service (Attendin' that service) Why the fuck you think these gangsters respect me? Bitch, I come from swervin' (Hlrrd, hlrrd) [Refrain] Why the fuck I was posted with Vaughn at 15? Bitch, I come from servin' (I was servin' good) My family tree, straight murder (My blood ain't good) My hood, it's so unhearsed (Like how they risin') I'm really a felon, Montana house, I woke up, trappin', early (What you sellin'?) Police got me, tools and roxies (Bah), I ain't tell 'em nothin' (I ain't tellin', yeah) [Verse 4] Yeah, leave that nigga, he ain't in the field (Field) If you need, I can show you how to kill You'll get exposed, you ain't ready to drill (Drill) I say me and my money both needin' tears (Tears) See if they try me, pussy (Brrt-at) And you and your niggas need caskets (Brrt-at, and you and your niggas need caskets) And my lil' shorty, she all mine, she a baddie (And she a baddie) And we gon' shoot you, with a full clip, you pull up actin' (Full clip, actin') I be rappin', I could point you to a package, back to trappin' (Back to trappin') [Chorus] They wanna know why I got millions and still ridin' with that fire on me (Fire on me, huh) You ain't 5, homie, pussy, you can't ride, homie, huh (5, homie, homie) Takin' they bitches and kickin' my pimpin, they wanna ride on me (Ride on me) Hm, I know that them 5s want 'em, huh (Huh), I'm havin' them slide on 'em [Refrain] Why the fuck I was posted with Vaughn at 15? Bitch, I come from servin' (I was servin' good) My family tree, straight murder (My blood ain't good) My hood, it's so unhearsed (Like how they risin') I'm really a felon At Montana house, I woke up, trappin', early (Trappin', early, what you sellin'?) Police got me, tools and roxies, I ain't tell 'em nothin' (Bah, I ain't tellin', street)