Switch4ahBitch (feat. 541 Bandit)

Go get that, go get that, don't leave that in the house They tellin' that shit, we can talk our shit too Uh It's a anti-beat Uh Uh Woah, woah This is not your game Tell her I got the star, you say it was a plan Bitch, I'm sendin' her bliss, I ain't throwin' no flag I'm really outside, they be like, slime with your man I'm a real deal slime, but I don't like to brag My PC gon' dance, so I don't like to dance If bro walk in with you, they gon' ask, is you mine You ain't gettin' that cotton, you can't be my man You ain't up in the sport, then you can't be my man You wanna switch, well, bitch, I'ma switch on the clock Wildstyle bitches in need of a time One act like you down, but you'll never be down Same beat I want, cause she holdin' me high If you start out a rhyme, she can cross out a rhyme We on the thing, we ain't takin' no shots I'm slidin' around with the bitches, I'm havin' it out with a bitch, nigga, yo Love them all when we fuck on the floor First time baggin' a nigga, that shit be a ride First time havin' on niggas, that shit be a ride Bitch in the bathroom, she takin' the bottle while phone ain't no teller We all takin' long, but I need to charge up Stuck in the freak up, bitch, ready to back up I'm sittin' on her fuckin', ready to tax her Bitch, calm me down, cause she know I'm the crash one Bitch, calm me down, cause she know I'm the crash one Man, why my bitch had to calm me down I'm tellin' ya I'm takin' my bitch on her day out to the bank I met me a cool little bitch in the traffic Can't call her my bitch, unless she big in the case She don't wanna be my bitch, so I sleep on her in the day Bitch suckin' like shit, I ain't trippin' Bitch suckin' the dick while I'm pissin' Bitch scrubbin' out yoga, she sayin' she live They get mad at the fact that you handlin' bitch On the mat, they be mad when I'm fuckin' they bitch On the mat, they be mad when I'm headin' off switch They don't have to get back for they mind I just send a nigga, just take the stein These niggas be a headache Shit, y'all watch out for them niggas, bruh They don't be spendin' on nothin' They hidin' a bunch of paperwork Child walk out the store, you see him with a flag Bitch, I'm sendin' a blip, I ain't throwin' no flag I'm really out sellin', bitch, I'm real mad I'm a real dick slap, but I don't make a brag My PC gon' dance, cuz I don't like to dance If bro walk in with you, then he gon' exit your mind If you ain't gettin' that cop, then you can't be my man You ain't nothin' that's cold, then you can't be my man You wanna fuck with a bitch, then I'll switch on his lock Big 541 Yeah, watch how I do it If I catch me a opp, I'ma face him If he move, then you know I'ma face him I ain't wastin' no time, cuz, bitch, I'm very impatient But I'm gettin' the drop, and I'm gettin' the love And they can't get me, cuz I'm good on my toes When I whipped out the PZ, his lil' ass froze Get another one of me, bitch, I'm clearin' the hole Drop in the back every day of the month He wanna pee in the ZOP, but I can't do a front I be watchin' my life, but they scared to come home I put his head in his lap, cuz he talkin' bout bombs I be walkin' around town like Gary O'Connor Try fly with a drink, and his ass got stopped in it I be movin' too much, niggas gotta get out of it I'ma team up with your man, and I'm fuckin' him Get me that drink, and it's startin' to flow I be tattlin' them shits while I'm holdin' my dog I be tattlin' and eatin', cuz he never gon' fuck Had lil' shits walk up and blowin' shit up Everything that you do in your life, it can cost I'ma hit at your man, and then go to my dog I been runnin' this shit, I been servin' it up They come up in through your room with a big-ass mug I swear to you, niggas be cappin' He got hit with a fist, he ain't makin' it back Man, he said what he said, he ain't takin' it back I'ma dig in the chop, and they hate me for that Said I'm bringin' them commas, I'm bringin' it back Really havin' my way, man, I made it with that I'm a real-deal slime, bitch, I don't like to rap Big 541 Child walk out the store, you see it was a flash Bitch, I'm sendin' a blitz, I ain't throwin' no flash I'm really outside, they be like, slime, where your match I'm a real-deal slime, but I don't like to brag My peach, you gon' dance, cuz I don't like to dance If bro walk in front you, they gon' ask, is this your match You ain't gettin' that cop, then you can't be my match You can't be my match You can't be my match You can't be my match It's the S.I.C This is your game