LYRICS
作词 : Summrs
作曲 : Summrs
[Intro]
(Alto on this shit, **** nigga)
Try to take anything off me, I'm gon' blow your ass down (Lil' bitch, haha)
[Chorus]
(Grrt)
I'm gon' show you that switch sound
I'm gon' show you that switch sound
I'm gon' show you that switch sound
And that lil' bitch you with passed around
And that lil' bitch you with passed around
I have them gunners gun 'em down
Look at my pockets, they fatter now
Look at my pockets, they fatter now
Go to jail, I ain't telling 'em nothing, I ain't tell on my brother, you pushing my buttons
I went and got me some money, these niggas is funny, she shakin' her buns
Have my brother put a hole in his chest, yeah, the size of a Funyun
I ain't going back and forth with this shit, you gon' die for being funny
Put my faith and trust into God, in the sky I'm overcoming
[Verse]
Put my trust in the guys for to slide on something
Hell yeah, I got my fire, slanging iron, that's how I'm coming
I don't like being outside, gotta hide from the public
I just got a new nine, no lie, love cutters
Lie to my bitch and she lie to herself
Dior, Chanel pendant stuck on my belt
God, this the realest shit that I done felt
Stop taking ritalin, I need some help
Y'all don't wanna kill him, I'll do it myself
I'm stuck on these vicodins, I need some help
Get to striking shit, I do not care
Investing time all in my wealth
**** from the back while I pull on her hair
**** from the back, give her devil stare
All of that gang shit, all of that rapping, bitch, you know can't come 'round here
Tryna' go to war, you ain't in my tax bracket, bitch, you know this shit ain't gon' be fair
My bitch want a new body, my brother want a body, I want a Bugatti
Bitch, tell me what's the knowledge, tell me what's your logic 'cause you really wilding
Walk in this bitch with my rocket, me against the world, I'm killing everybody
I'm a seven-figure nigga, all the shit that I **** is exotic
You can keep this shit up on the low and **** with each other tell nobody
Try to take anything off of me, I'm crashing 'bout it
Yeah, crashing 'bout it
Yeah, yeah, crashing 'bout it
Crashing 'bout it, crashing 'bout it
[Chorus]
(Grrt)
I'm gon' show you that switch sound (Alto on this shit, **** nigga)
I'm gon' show you that switch sound
I'm gon' show you that switch sound
And that lil' bitch you with passed around (Lil' bitch, haha)
And that lil' bitch you with passed around
I have them gunners gun 'em down
Look at my pockets, they fatter now
Look at my pockets, they fatter now
Go to jail, I ain't telling 'em nothing, I ain't tell on my brother, you pushing my buttons
I went and got me some money, these niggas is funny, she shakin' her buns
Have my brother put a whole in his chest, yeah, the size of a Funyun
I ain't going back and forth with this shit, you gon' die for being funny
Put my faith and trust into God, in the sky I'm overcoming
[Outro]
(Surreal Gang, only the finest)