TFE Sheedo - Switch It Up

Shout-out them VS boys for the beat
Gang
Ain't no lipping, catch a opp, might have to crash some shit
He been saying he gon' get me for years, and still ain't clapping shit
Ain't even be rapping for too long, and still son'ning niggas
You could cap all you want, all them niggas want to be top figures
And I ain't really trippin bout no hoe, I'll get another one
You say you cop your gun from '019, and still ain't shooting nothing
Nigga say he hotter than me, tell that nigga quit that stunting
Ain't gon lie, I throw me something back, ready to rip something
Been rolling off the X for 2 hours, gon' roll some more
Ain't gon' lie, I be off too much meds, making me sleep some more
First time I take Henny to the face, it had me on the floor
I like mixing meds with my Sprite 'cause it be tasting better
I take that perc bout 4 hours ago and still floating
Bro go up for a pole, come out and he still toting
I trying to catch this mil' ticket, come up still loading
Ain't talk in months, but if I slide, I bet she still going
Main nigga, hard hitter, big top figure
Ain't switching sides, bitch it's still fuck the opps nigga
Almost OD little while back, and I still pilled up
He cuffed a thot bro fucked for a $5 fill up
Hold on, let me get back with that
I like when she give me brain, I swear she a genius with that
I see him kiss her in her mouth right after I put my nut in that
Hit from the back and double back, 'cause I trying to leave it in that
Shout-out gang'nem, all them niggas who gon' slide for me
Ride for me, they never show no snake wibe to me
Smoking that dangerous dro', yeah, this a deluxe pack
They talking about letting shit slide, but nigga fuck that
Waiting on good timing, best believe I getting my lick back
Niggas cut some screw up wibe on me, but I soon fix that
Bro say that he gon' try out them 'shrooms, trying to fly like balloons
Every night, I be geeked up, I trying to go touch the moon
I be walking on the beat, shit's regular to me
Ain't gon' lie, don't hit my phone if you ain't get cheddar for me
I see she diss me on the 'net, she looking miserable to me
He be dissing 'cause his bitch trying to be Mrs. TFE
Sheedo, what you doing, trying to blow like a torpedo
Got the game on lock, like bowling ball in a speedo
They trying to copy the drip, but can't never match the leak though
Thought he was my dawg, but that nigga was so creep though
Nops tell me crank up the meter, that's what I gonna do
Rano on go and it ain't nothing for bro to get at you
Taymo, that's my twin, he stay with me like we siamese
Krash ready to crash out for me 'cause thats my slime, you see
And I ain't really care what you say
One of Nassau's finest in this shit, I feel like Shawn or Trey
Shout-out all them real niggas, I ain't need to call too much names
We on a different type of time, most of these niggas want some fame
Real hustler, come out the womb, I thinking 'bout the racks
She like my style, so she stay tuned whenever I drop a track
I just be cooling all the time, I be trying to relax
But I still work hard at the same time, good with the multitask
I like to share the rock, so I always going to pass
Your bitch never gon' pass on me, she begging me to smash
I always was a real nigga, nobody got to ask
In it for the long run, should know I been built to last
And when I lick up, I be doing my little dance
And when I hit, trying to have her face down, gripping her ass
Get on the beat, ain't no question, I finna spazz
This a top figure teaching, and I dismissing this class
Gang shit

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar

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