Jd Ballin - Swich (feat. Sxaeed)

(Mm, yeah, uh)
(Mm, uh)
(Yeah)
(J3 we piped up nigga)
(YGH shit)
If I fuck with you
Its cas you genuine, these other niggas counterfit
My dog official, but he earned stripes on some towns and shit
Soon I get money and put pounds on his wrist
Enrolled in college, but can't even spell switch
That's why Im proud of it
Ask God to take away the fake now they true colors showing
New bust down, money in the air them hoes thought it was snowing
I told bro keep on going
Worry bout the real
Fuck how they feel
Cause you gone keep on growing
And he already knowing
Niggas try to take you out
They'll try to snake you out
Focused on the paper route
Bitches fucking for ya clout
She a baddy whats the scouts
Sent the to her house
Way before you lift your blouse
Introduce me to your mouth
Then I beat it up, beat it up
Slow down, speed it up
Keep it up
Squeeze her butt
When its starts creeping up
Pull out then its back to treating guts
Times up, take a bus or a lift
Draft day, imma be the first pick
I been humble now Im talking cash shit
Mad shit, get a bag for the sad shit
Niggas know Sxa give it up
Ten toes, keep my feelings tucked
Ain't no runner up
But
Imma run it up
Keeping it a buck
Uh
You can't be one of us
In the 6ix we trust
Uh
So I throw a T up
I throw it up
Big 6ix
Big Drip
Young, humble, gifted
Levitated, lifted
Told em get off my sack, we ain't using no hit stick
Dismiss, lame niggas
You irrelevant, you ain't with the gang nigga
He got all this pain in him
Let it out, young king let it out
Pour out my heart into these songs
Wont let it go, gone show the world what gang about
JD, just doing what it takes to help a nigga make it out
Im on a paper route
Thumbin through hunnids won't fit in my bank account
Think she the one, hope her shit ain't no fake account
Cause if I put my trust in you just tell me that you
Wont do me baby, like those other guys
You drive me crazy
So out of my mind
You got me rushing, so one of a kind
So tell me if you finna hold me down uh
Been down for a minute, so we gotta get it now uh
Niggas moving funny, I stay low, can't be around ya
So please don't get your feelings mixed
Intimate, only Benjamin business
And we killing shit
Pockets swole on fitness, just witness
She fucking with my ambitions
So we keep switchin positions
Big rocketship
All my niggas been on a mission
If I fuck with you
Its cas you genuine, these other niggas counterfit
My dog official, but he earned stripes on some towns and shit
Soon I get money and put pounds on his wrist
Enrolled in college, but can't even spell switch
That's why Im proud of it
Ask God to take away the fake now they true colors showing
New bust down, money in the air them hoes thought it was snowing
I told bro keep on going
Worry bout the real
Fuck how they feel
Cause you gone keep on growing
And he already knowing

Written by:
JD Ballin

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