Switch Sides lyrics

by

Blockwork


[Intro]
Like, what?
Grrah, grrah, grrah, n*gga (Gang, n*gga)
Everything dead, n*gga (OY, that's my sh*t, n*gga)
Suck my di*k, n*gga (I be been outside, n*gga, y'all n*ggas know my bop)
(War's too nasty)
Hold on, what? Hold on, b*tch, gang (Grrah)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (Boom, n*gga)

[Verse]
Like, this sh*t is funny (What?)
b*tch, you fake, don't tell me you love me (Like)
He said that I'm broke and I'm bummy
At the end of the day, you was beggin' for money (b*tch)
Like, y'all mad I was bringin' them packs out
I'm too tough, I can never go back down
He better move or I'm clearing his background
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, EK, we know you a bum (What?)
And your b*tch, we know she a sl*t (Like)
You got shot by a dyke, you dumb
It's a beam on a gun, don't run (Stupid)
Edot Baby, I'ma flame him
n*ggas pus*y, I know they be changin'
f*ck clout, I ain't tryna be famous (I don't wanna be famous)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, like (He said)
I know whеre you lay, you know where I lay
Pop out, lеt's play (di*khead)
Got booked with the chop same what? (What?)
I payed bail, you know that I'm up (n*gga)
f*ck that, f*ck the hate
Send a shot if he throw up the 8 (Like)
I'ma play
Are you dumb? I just bought me a Drac' (Draco)
When I up, better get out the way (b*tch)
n*gga, Noah should've picked up the pace (Noah)
n*gga died from a kick to the face (Like, what?)
f*ck the cops, I'ma go on a chase (Like)
I did twenty, I'm walkin' out Chase (Like)
Rat this, rat that
Where the proof? That sh*t is just cap (n*gga)
And I heard that you ran on your sister
She got shot, should've died (I ain't gon' lie)
I smoke number five (What?)
I'm tweakin', this sh*t got me fried
f*ck EK, we smoking his pop (Papa)
If you hop in my lane, I'ma change mine (Change mine)
n*gga begging for money on FaceTime
I'm Jamaican, the Glock on my waistline
And I just wanna flock, I won't waste time (Fah, fah, n*gga)
Made me cry? That sh*t lies
f*ck OGz, I don't f*ck with those guys (n*gga)
And Elijah wanna di*k ride
Gave you a chance and I told you to pick sides
Like the game is 2K, they don't switch sides
Sendin' shots if I'm feelin' a b*tch vibes
Now I'm talkin' that real sh*t
I just need me a deal quick
All of them n*ggas that be in that studio, I'ma run in that sh*t (What?)
Never mind, I'ma wait by the door (Door, like)
I'ma click, now he meeting the Lord (What?)
And the staircase, I'ma fall
And I'm thinking about going to fifteen
I go back, then it's back to the door
Now it's open, y'all lil' n*ggas must be joking (Like, grrah, grrah, grrah)
So I c*ck it while I'm clutching my chop in my jacket (Like)
Now it's back to the facts (What?)
How you toss your strap? You ain't tell me to toss my strap
And I bet you ain't tell nobody that
But you get on the 'net and you say I'm a rat (Like)
Your bail was a band, n*gga, I paid half (Half, like)
To this day, you ain't got no cash
n*gga, say that
You was kicked out, nowhere to go
I let you stay in my home
I'ma just let that sh*t go (n*gga)
Low-key, I be f*ckin' his ho
Grrah, grrah, grrah (n*gga)
Badmon, I'm a shotta (I'm a shotta)
I turn those noodles to pasta (Pasta, like)
Sendin' shots, now he meeting the doctor (Doctor, like)
No NLE, but I stay with my chopper (Chopper, like)
[Outro]
b*tch, suck my di*k, n*gga
Don't test me, n*gga
Everything dead, n*gga
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