Switch It Up lyrics

[Intro]
(Keystone)

[Verse 1]
'Fore I walk out the house, gotta grab my pole
I'm walkin' alone, got my stick in the cold
n*gga tried to duck low, but the shots hit the floor
The word on the road is a young n*gga flow
I got a switch on the back, turn that boy to a ghost
n*ggas talk on the 'net, I ain't makin' a post
Gonna go ahead and trap it and count up the pros
All this weight on my shoulders and you wouldn't know
I can front you the dope, but you know this sh*t not for free
Like a cosign shot, I can front you the sh*t
If you don't pay, I turn on the beat
I'm f*cked up, lil' n*gga stressin'
Call up my plug and my lil' n*gga pour up the lean
I'm walkin' in block with a henchman
I'm tryna bend sh*t I got a flash on the G
Was hurtin' and they couldn't see it
I'm not tryna feel, so I'm poppin' the P's
Hop out with gloves and the mask, tryna dutty the scene
Glock, n*gga duckin' and fallin', when I hit him he screamed
Y'all n*ggas savin' and trappin', I live with the fiends
Mama, she prayin' for me and I'm just tryna cheat
No [?], lil' n*ggas out on the street
n*ggas try to talk 'bout me, I'm tryin' to pepper the beef
Mm, you playin' for keeps and leavin' the sh*t in the streets
Mm, I'm tired of talkin', I walk with the Glock on me
When I go downtown, hundred shots on me
When I go hit the club, hundred shots on me
I'm a go hit the G, pop out with a glee
Don't talk, n*gga, don't try me
[Interlude]
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Let's switch it up on these n*ggas man
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm

[Verse 2]
Ain't tryna hop in the free lil boy what you doin'
To the drill, then I skrrt on the highway, zoomin'
DOA on the scene, he got hit [?]
If you owe me some bread, I'll pull up where your dukes is
No I can't love that b*tch, no I'm not Cupid
I got the knocks right now, is you stupid
Opp tryna link for the PG, did him so bad, now I got me a new b*tch
What the f*ck? Spinnin' blocks, heard a n*gga got touched
Bare shots on the scene, now he can't get up
You ain't spin one time so shut the f*ck up
'Fore I pop two percs, pour up, now I'm stuck
Tryna spin, got Glocks in the back of the truck
n*gga gave me the brick and I told him run up
He got hit up so bad, now his ass going up
Now I gotta go OT, I'm getting the breesh
n*gga know I ain't jamming, ain't pushing the peace
Switch on the back of the Glock, gotta squeeze
I'm in the trap with a pack, gotta eat
If you'll spin blocks, I can show you how to walk
I can show you come drench with the team
I'm counting up bands, hundred bands in one month
Get it in, I'm a money machine
[Outro]
I'm a money machine
I'm a money machine
I'm a money machine