SWiTCHBLADES

I like dope so good
 Ya ain't even need a cotton
 I like pussy so good
 Pulling out is not a option
 Leave dat bitch alone 'cause that lil' hoe is toxic
 Sometimes, I throw up
 My existence makes me nauseous, ayy
 Ayy, ayy, ayy
 Fuck with the shits
 'Cause I'm off of the shits, ayy
 Fuck with my clique
 'Cause I fuck with my clique, ayy
 Ridin' 'round wit' gang
 Let it knock, I let it bang
 Said, I ran up outta options
 Said, I ran up outta options, ayy
 Skinny jeans, feel like Peter Pan
 I'm da man, Peter Parker, unaware
 Few people want me dead
 Two twin Glocks, both got red dots
 Ain't no missin' when I head shot
 Shit is prеtty much a head bop
 She a bop, bettеr get the top
 She a thug, better get the box
 Get a bag then I get the guap
 I don't rap, I just talk a lot
 Ain't no breakin', Im'ma outta box
 Fuck these hoes, what they hollerin' bout?
 On the road to a harder route
 Hit a pussy in his fuckin' mouth
 Give a bitch T Benedict, then I'm out
 Smokin' on the stupid loud, my shit dummy loud
 Mary Jane, dummy proud
 I done walked a 100 miles
 Do a hell of bag and I'm out
 I ain't never backin' down
 Hit 'em with 100 round
 Make niggas run around, ungh
 I like dope so good
 Ya ain't even need a cotton
 I like pussy so good
 Pulling out is not a option
 Leave dat bitch alone 'cause that lil' hoe is toxic
 Sometimes, I throw up
 My existence makes me nauseous, ayy
 Ayy, ayy, ayy
 Fuck with the shits
 'Cause I'm off of the shits, ayy
 Fuck with my clique
 'Cause I fuck with my clique, ayy
 Ridin' 'round wit' gang
 Let it knock, I let it bang
 Said, I ran up outta options
 Said, I ran up outta options, ayy
 Ayy
 Pull up with Glocks and I shot him out
 I went to war, he ain't know what he talkin' 'bout
 Hole in his body, he coughing out
 Take him for dead and he turn to a zombie now, zombie now
 Least you a dead zombie, I been coffin walkin' now I'm web crawlin'
 Turn yo' block into a dead army
 I'm the devil, time to see yo' red on me
 Lil' bitch, runnin' my hands in yo' wallet as I sign a rocket
 He talking, we poppin' out
 I get the money, I never deposit
 He run like a bank and I walk it out
 I cut him off like a Roxy, I squeeze and I pop it
 We not gonna talk it out
 Pull up in the cut I'm cutting out
 Come out for combat I'm holding the coffin down
 I like dope so good
 Ya ain't even need a cotton
 I like pussy so good
 Pulling out is not a option
 Leave dat bitch alone 'cause that lil' hoe is toxic
 Sometimes, I throw up
 My existence makes me nauseous, ayy
 Ayy, ayy, ayy
 Fuck with the shits
 'Cause I'm off of the shits, ayy
 Fuck with my clique
 'Cause I fuck with my clique, ayy
 Ridin' round wit' gang
 Let it knock, I let it bang
 Said, I ran up outta options
 Said, I ran up outta options, ayy