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letra de dri-fit - switch, pabs

[intro]
hargo productions

[verse 1: pabs]
got a-got a thing on me when i go to the d
i hated them [?]-ass neeks
got a brand-new wap, manna fill it with t–th
pablo, man’s live in the g
man’s tempside rapping ’bout [?] come green
mask on my face like scream
you know that i’m fiend, tryna make man scream
—- got smoked like steam
and —- got ducked out the ends by the team
boogz got packed, now he lived in their dreams
opp thot come wet like cream
said, “pablo, you know how to make me cream”
she know i’m the boss in the sheets
and she know gang live on thе streets
and you know, if your b-tch on me
i ain’t from their block, but i’ll give hеr the d
i’m anti-c if you talk asg
if you wan’-if you wan’ try cut through greenwich
come to the high road or arb
(i’m anti-c if you talk a-
if you wan’-if you wan’ try cut through greenwich
come to the high road or ar-)
[verse 2: switch]
if the mash empty, tell bro, “reload it”
don’t let me lock this arm
cah it’s finna get long if i’m locked and loaded
i’on really like my left
right-hand, ying that, left that soaking
and if i catch me an opp on the rebound
i ain’t gotta say no words, he’s potent
tell a man-tell a man, “come back, don’t cut”
and if i got the drop, i’ll tell bro, “strike”, like he’s doing up bowling
they know where i’m at
so tell me a reason the opps ain’t rolling
and —- coulda’ got left open
he’s a pending pack
but today, i feel like —-
tell pablo “ay, come, let’s roll him”

[verse 3: pabs]
i step-i step on an active [?]
back that, juice gon’ spill like beverage
this dri-fit got turnt to a wet fit
and you know i did that one in my tech fit
bally on face in a bruck-down lexus
slap it, corn could’ve had him for breakfast
me and bro got t–th like dentist
bandz already said we’re a menace like dennis
i try where it’s head, not blessed
man, i swear, they ain’t [?] from [?] like texas
back that, serve that cream like letters
and i still serve these shots like tennis
locking off-locking off anyone’s function
all cah they ain’t put our names on the guestlist
opp boy got red like xmas
weren’t by me, it was one of my members
[verse 4: switch]
and i swear that my man should’ve turnt package
and if i hop off the ped with active
she don’t wanna tell, guess what’s in my jacket
they’re doing up ict
but we want beef and them man can’t hack it
free bro, he was doing up hattrick
mash come old, like the ’60s fashion
try make-try make me drip like oasis
now i got blood all over my shavers
my air ones just turnt into [?]
that’s his residue all over my trainers
that’s 3 man up in the ride
tryna make that boom if i make [?]
and boogz got turnt into flavours
serve that sh-t to the cats, now i’m caking

[outro: pabs, switch]
(i step on an active [?]
back that, juice gon’ spill like beverage
if the mash empty, tell bro, “reload it”
and you know i did that one in my tech fit
finna get long if i’m locked and loaded
bally on face in a bruck-down-
right-hand, ying that, left that soaking
leave that soaking, leave that-)

- switch pabs

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