Switch It Up (Intro)

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Mr.Money

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While they flaunting their bread I ran it up
Niggas ain't know that little shit a re-up
I'm just tryna pipe not giving out rings
I ain't got time for a prenup
But turn it around and let it go
Woah please know I'm tryna see sum
Same ones on the block, same one in the cell
Make sure you tryna be sum
He tried to run up he had a lil .38
I been the realest since I was a early age
Chop on my side like I'm bouta terminate
Red dot, I put it up to his face
We sent that lil boy to the Pearly Gates
RIP Ron, my brothers keeper
I'm the hardest to come out your speakers
Balenciaga for the sneakers
I poured a 4 in a liter
Then pulled out them racks
Turnt them to believers
My hand on the strap
The trigger got seizures
We living our life, we no longer dreamers
She gave me head, she a teacher
But I couldn't keep her
She gave me the brain then delete her
I f*ck up her hair then I f*ck up her spine
I'm calling her back not calling mine
AP two toned but I want a Richard
I'm talking bout watches but don't got the time
If she call me back then she get declined
Tryna wear my chain she crossing the line
F*ck it, my money older than Vine
Might drop off your bitch but ain't leaving the nine
Ahh
Slight Shit
You already know how we rocking
You know wait, wa, wa-wait
Switch that bitch up
Woo
They know that I'm dripping all over a bitch
I walk through the back 'cause I carry the stick
Ya nigga he lame, got taxed for a zip
I'm sipping on syrup she asked if I'm sick
My bitch clean she rocking the Rick
Dawg on my lap like I'm fucking with Vick
We taking his bitch not taking a pic
Got water on me, she taking a dip
But that lil shit for motivation
I ain't got time these hoes be hating
I just pressed the pedal they think I'm racing
Work in the back don't keep me waiting
I done ran through her friends not one I'm dating
Ha, through that lil bitch in rotation
I get their advance for a occasion
Shootas all on my phone get the ok then
I was ass at rap, found my cadence
Bro catching them plays but catching cases
I sat him down, "Bro, we gotta get legal"
We getting our money from niggas with needles
Stay with the bands like I f*ck with the Beatles
You ain't smoking no gas 'cause I got the diesel
Put on a fit 'bout fly as an eagle
I'm finna dog her out just like beagle
Strap on my waist but not for the evil
It's going down if I see certain people
Shit, that's just how it go
I'm balling too hard now they call me a pro
I took his girl but kept it on the low, low

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