DC3EZY - Switch Up Freestyle, Pt. 2

I'm with my gang you know that we with it
Ice on our neck you know that it's glistening
Put a red dot to his dome had em glitching
22 Shots out the chrome like i'm wiggins
This shit can get wicked just sit down and listen
I want yo digits and i might just hit it
Blue mask on so i'll keep my distance
(Blue mask on so i'll keep my distance)

I come wit them switches we shoot wit precision
Let off big shots ain't no way that we missing
Anakes in the grass yea yk they was dissing
I told y'all that i'm talenty gifted
My talent is hidden
My nigga winning
I'm wit you girl and she laughing and grinning
I'm wit the clique and we clapping and spinning
Catch em outside when we handle business
We come out the trenches, made a difference
Stacking my pape by the minute
Flexing yo car it's a rented
59 Blows to his fitted
Knock his ass out like i'm stevo
Coming thru like a torpedo
We walk around in tuxedos
Watching you right through the peephole
Made a comeback it's a sequel
(Made a comeback it's a sequel)

They talking shit but they don't even know me
Don't say i snitched boy i never told it
Ice on my wrist bitch it's looking frozen
Ballin on these boys just like i'm derozan
24 Shots send em right up to kobe
I pull it out like a whistle she blowing
Putting yo body in motion
Writing this song with emotion
Dropping tears like it's erosion
I keep the pen to the paper I own it
Baby I get it, I know it
I made a promise and broke it

Walk-in through the party
Smoking gas got my eyes low
Outsude caught em lacking
Like he walking with a blindfold
I am not a shooter
But i just might let that chop blow
Every time we link up it go fast
Where'd the time go

Written by:
Dexter Curry

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