Kill Switch lyrics

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up!)
Yeah
Tay Keith f*ck 'em up
Tay Keith f*ck 'em up
Whole lotta racks on me right now
Y'all already know how I do this sh*t
Aw sh*t!

[Verse]
They treated me petty before I had fetti so I had to make 'em regret it
Now I'm at they neck imma make 'em respect it since they would not give me my credit
But yuh, keep a weapon fo' protection (Boom boom)
My diamonds caught a domestic (They fightin')
n*gga you know what I'm reppin'
Talk down on committee we press ya
Don't step on 'em, I spent the rack on my tennis
Louis V drippin' all over my lenses
If my money get low then its time to replenish
You started beef with me, I gotta finish it
No I'm not slippin', you know what I'm grippin'
Don't pass me no liquor, you know what I'm sippin'
Yo' b*tch all on me, she tryna get intimate
I'm sorry my n*gga, I'm sendin' my sentiments
Walked in this b*tch lookin' just like a don
All out in public, I smell like a bomb
All these chains on me, they think I'm a con
I live in a condo, I don't have a lawn
Won't chase a b*tch, imma chase me a bundle
Count so much, I think I got carpal tunnel
Won't smoke it if it ain't Backwoods or fronto
I got some hittas, they ready to rumble
I'm still on the same, you know how I came
Before I was rappin', I had me a name
I'm with the gang no reef in my chain
We let them hollow tips reef in ya brain (Boom boom)
Listen my n*gga, if you doin' bad
Get off ya ass and get you a bag
I'm sh*ttin' on these n*ggas, it's makin' em mad
They know that I'm having the reason to brag
Told all my n*ggas I'm back on they ass
My jewelry blinding, without the flash
I want the cash and I want it fast
These n*ggas broke someone get him a cast
I just might f*ck all on yo' baby mother
She got saliva all over my cover
Told that big girl you gone get me in trouble
Something like a soda b*tch, I'm bout to bubble
f*ck the judge, tell him free my brother Ross
Got the Apple Watch with the milly rocks
I be drippin' sauce, I don't diddy bop
Rollie wristy watch, ain't no ticky tock
Voices in my head saying "Get the guap"
n*ggas cuffin' hoes like a f*ckin' cop
Can't stop, won't stop, til' I hit the tippy top
Imma have the whole f*ckin' city locked
But hold up, pause
My n*ggas down for the cause
Young n*gga just want to ball
Fresh as a b*tch, I don't shop at the mall
I just might throw on a mink in the fall
Smoking dope back stage, Minglewood Hall
My b*tch told me "Boy you the sh*t"
She say I belong in a stall but naw
Never love 'em, never trust 'em, f*ck 'em
Diamond chokers on me, never tuck 'em
Pockets on swole, I had to stuff 'em
I let the money talk like Chris Tucker
Most of these n*ggas di*k riders
Most of these b*tches di*k suckers
Stick on me, I'm way too clean to tussle
VVS's all on my knuckles
f*ck on that b*tch then I scram
Free my n*ggas in the jam
These n*ggas know who I am
I made it clear off the wam
I do this sh*t for the fam
I do this sh*t for my n*ggas
I do this sh*t for the hittas
f*ck n*ggas I don't feel em
b*tch I look just like a dealer
I just been chasing the motherf*ckin' skrilla my n*gga
If the b*tch bad, imma hit her my n*gga
You droppin' salt like you bitter my n*gga
I'm always steppin' in the latest fashion
I'm rocking Maison Margiela my n*gga
Lil mama looking like she feeling a n*gga
I got her face in the pillow my n*gga
She want to screw like a phillip
So I had to drill her and I know it's killing her n*gga (I know)
You know what I keep in the fanny
Count up the racks in my jammies
I got the b*tch out her panties
Ain't have to give her a xanny (Naw)
They got me outta my element
I'm stunting on these n*ggas I'm meddling
Just take a look at my wrist
They might lock me up for embezzlement