Dump Da Switch (feat. Mir mAc)

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NGG Slim

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Red dot on the scope when I shoot, I be hunting And I'm off the 30, that's why I can't function
Won't never go broke, all this money keep comin' Don't think that I'm lackin', bitch, I'm on the block and observin
And they tryna hang with me now that I'm winnin' Like, where was you at when a nigga was hungry
I ain't scared to die, so I'm showin' no mercy We put him up in surgery, but he not gon' make it

G-19 turn his ass to a hospital patient You with your son, kill yo' ass and yo' baby
Addicted to pills, the percs really save me It get to the point when I'm sober, I start feelin' angry
I start actin' crazy, i'm shippin za through the mail I feel like DaBaby and I'm number one, like Tracy McGrady
Like Tracy McGrady, I'm passin' and scorin' Can't f*ck with that bitch, cause I feel like she borin

Glock 17, leave him slumped like he snorin' The opps don't want smoke, yeah, they just be ignorin
Say, come get yo' bitch, cause she in a trap whorin' I just went to Austin and jooged me a foreign
Don't hang out the window, we walkin' him down F*ck all the opps, we can go pound for pound
Play with my partner, get left on the ground We be slimy, don't play and get smoked, black & mild

He claim he be steppin', his name on a file jooged off a white boy, I think his name Kyle
Play I'ma lay yo' ass down like a tile You can call me a coach, make a opp run da mile
Glock with a beam, I'm a certified shooter Shot in his head, think he need him a tutor
Extend the clip now, it's long as a ruler My youngins push stolos, they don't ride no Ubers

We shoot like some hoopers, do hits off a scooter We run in yo' trap like them motherfuckin' movers
Put dick in her spine and she feel like it's super They ain't in the streets, only tough on the user
They tough on the net, I'm a Joog his computer I been on the block like I'm McKade Mattauer
I slide while you sleep, I'm Killeen Freddy Krueger I just dumped the Glock, but I still got the Ruger

Posted and I'm in yo' hood like I live here I dumped the Switch, wasn't tryin' to get ten years
Natural born shooter, won't see me behind the wheel
My lil' nigga only 14, tryna catch him a kill Exotic bows in my lungs, but I'm still poppin' pills
I bet this Drake make him kneel, have him prayin' and shit to the Lord

Only trust in my Glock, no trust in a whore If she cheat on me, I ain't trippin', just have her
Just face it, three-five, then I forgot what happened Got the bows in my pocket, what you need, I got it
Trap jumpin', trap jumpin', never closed, nigga K4K never fold, nigga
ARP in my jeans, no, I'm never lackin' And that's why I'm saggin

I'm off the Za and the Yerkes, got me relaxin' Still tryna make it out, I'm steady trappin
Just picked up a stick, I ain't never need practice I learned how to use it, now I'm really crashin
Get high all the time while I'm randomly laughin' Mir that guy, first link and I'm crackin
Fuckin' first night, nigga And I'm fuckin' that hoe on the first night

And I'm fuckin' that hoe on the first night
And I'm fuckin' that hoe on the first night on hood

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