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Artiste : G Herbo
Titre : Switch it Up
[Pooh Shiesty]
Gold Haze on the track
Ayy

[Pooh Shiesty]

Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch
Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot
1017 ´round my chain so I tote the same ´mount of shots
Palm Angels denim huggin´ me, pockets keep growin´, knots
And I ain´t had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top
Left two men down, we got ´em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock
Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps
We move with flip phones and pagers ´cause them iPhones get shit locked
My operation too amazing, I pose ´cause the feds watch

[Pooh Shiesty]
Buy firearms and narcotics, do first-degree boys and robberies
Had these rollin´ Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark
Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body
I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects
You wanna order up a hunnid? Sixty bags of ´em was garbage
You know I´m slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin
And no I can never put up my fire´, that´s a never, not even probably
Since a youngin´, been shit poppin´, since Truey joggers and Robins

We backseat nigga for flodgin´, leave his head like Dennis Rodman´s
When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest (Shiesty the hardest)
Beside rap I was gettin´ rich regardless
I got this shit forever tatted on me, king of of my apartments
Everybody keep on yappin´ till them .62 get to sparkin´
Cut the block off, start the traffic
If the cops come through, this Drac´ goin´ park it
Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd, ayy, blrrd, blrrd

[Pooh Shiesty & G Herbo]
Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch
Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot

1017 ´round my chain so I tote the same ´mount of shots
Palm Angels denim huggin´ me, pockets keep growin´, knots
And I ain´t had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top
Left two men down, we got ´em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock
Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps
We move with flip phones and pagers ´cause them iPhones get shit locked
My operation too amazing, I pose ´cause the feds watch
So I stay drippin´ on the daily, I know them boy clockin´ (Ayy, blrrd)

[G Herbo]

Got a .40 on me right now, I ain´t never scared (Never scared, you know that)
I´ll shoot this bitch up right now ´cause I never cared (Bah)
Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head
Eyes hurt, they sore ´cause I seen some shit I never said
Thinking about my boy, don´t sip Rémy, I just pour it
We got blow outs on the score, we couldn´t catch ´em so his brother dead
Bring it to your door, spent a milli´, ran up four
Big ol´ hammer like I´m Thor ´cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand
Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (Grrt)

I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it
Bloody hearts, I´m not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (Skrrt)
Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain´t do shit (Pussy, fuck nigga)

[ Pooh Shiesty]
Blrrd (Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
(Blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd)