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letra de switchblades - boofboiicy

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[intro]
(birdonthebeat)

[chorus]
set the play up, you get picked off
we don’t see no love at all
if the money involved i might talk
lining ’em up just like white chalk
cross ’em out, we don’t f-ck wit’ y’all
yeah, it’s plain to see
he ain’t gang, he ain’t gang wit’ me
a n-gga gotta stay in they rank, they eat
forever i bleed, yeah, srt
i’ma burn up the block when i flood the streets
my n-ggas won’t change, won’t fold on me
i’ma die for respect, ain’t no hoe in me
i’m still burning rubber when i move through the streets
gotta get your gang up like your tank on e
young n-gga got rank, wanna play? we gon’ eat

[verse]
wanna play? we gon’ eat
and you know, my n-ggas, they greedy as f-ck like we play for keeps
and the car got super-sport, uh, no, ain’t no catching me
get stepped on standing by me
i’m a big dog, f-ck your og
ain’t no question but they know it’s on me
ain’t no debate, better think ‘fore you speak
in a fishtail e every time that i leave
ain’t no strutting wit’ me but you’re not my speed
and i’m really srtified, i’m srt
you backwards as f-ck like double gs
and i’m really too clutch, can’t f-ck wit’ me
my n-ggas is up, they stuck wit’ me
send my n-ggas on a blitz if you think sh-t sweet
my n-ggas in the field, yeah, they gon’ creep
she really in love wit’ the srt
i’m really in love wit’ the money, you see
off all of these drugs but you know it ain’t cheap
finna pose for the pic like a vogue model
these bullet tips so hollow
wipe him off the map, no problems
we really got stains, they know ’bout us

[chorus]
set the play up, you get picked off
we don’t see no love at all
if the money involved i might talk
lining ’em up just like white chalk
cross ’em out, we don’t f-ck wit’ y’all
yeah, it’s plain to see
he ain’t gang, he ain’t gang wit’ me
a n-gga gotta stay in they rank, they eat
forever i bleed, yeah, srt
i’ma burn up the block when i flood the streets
my n-ggas won’t change, won’t fold on me
i’ma die for respect, ain’t no hoe in me
i’m still burning rubber when i move through the streets
gotta get your gang up like your tank on e
young n-gga got rank, wanna play? we gon’ eat

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