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letra de switch it up - 279tyler

[intro]
i-i-i-i-i-i-iam
couple people switched, but, i don’t give a f-ck
ridin’ in that new thing, had to trash the truck
my glock is a throwaway, put it in the dump
woah, yeah, lil tyler, woah, yeah
couple people switched, yeah, i don’t give a f-ck

[chorus]
couple people switched, but, i don’t give a f-ck
ridin’ in that new thing, had to trash the truck
my glock is a throwaway, put it in the dump
had to switch it up, so i went and got a pump
had that lil boy runnin’ like he forest gump
i was off a xan, didn’t remember when i woke up
i just got the pint, so the juice i’m pouring up
i-i-i-i-i-i-iam

[verse 1]
juice i’m pourin’ up
ridin’ in that new thing
had to switch it up
had a couple homies go and switch it up
like f-ck you thought it was?
couple b-tches hated us
but now they wanna f-ck
popped a perc, i switched it up
stay in your lane, don’t switch up
if i need work, i’ll whip it up
get it ready, wrap it up
rollin’ like a ferris wheel
cop in bulk, i love the deals
won’t cop if the pint ain’t sealed
i don’t care about my health
i only care about my wealth
gucci, louie, fendi belts
demon boy, i’m straight from h-ll
12 come b-tch, i’ll never tell
i-i-i-i-i-i-iam
[chorus]
couple people switched, but, i don’t give a f-ck
ridin’ in that new thing, had to trash the truck
my glock is a throwaway, put it in the dump
had to switch it up, so i went and got a pump
had that lil boy runnin’ like he forest gump
i was off a xan, didn’t remember when i woke up
i just got the pint, so the juice i’m pouring up

[verse 2]
mismatched designer
it ain’t hard to find ya
ice it might just blind ya
shooter right behind ya
i just be so high, yeah
don’t know where my mind at
daley keep the big gat
we not with the chit chat
got the cheese, don’t f-ck with rats
fly as h-ll, just like a bat
pocket swollen, they so fat
y’all don’t know me, y’all just cap
y’all don’t know me, y’all just cap
draco on me, can’t tuck that
big ar, i can’t tuck that
keep it in designer bags
and i always keep some mags
cop it, i don’t check the tags
need a brick, i hit the lab
icey with me poppin’ tabs
you a p-ssy need a pad
you a p-ssy need a pad
[chorus]
couple people switched, but, i don’t give a f-ck
ridin’ in that new thing, had to trash the truck
my glock is a throwaway, put it in the dump
had to switch it up, so i went and got a pump
had that lil boy runnin’ like he forest gump
i was off a xan, didn’t remember when i woke up
i just got the pint, so the juice i’m pouring up

[outro]
i-i-i-am
oh, oh
i-i-i-i-i-i-iam
yeah
279
woah
woah

- 279tyler

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