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letra de ‎switxhes 2 - wildkarduno

[intro]
uh
kam
uh, yeah
uh, okay!
5, 5, 5, 5, 5
uh, okay, uh, yeah
f-ck, n-gga

[chorus]
i put a switch on that glock, i ain’t switching
boy, you is not gang, need to stop all that b-tchin’
and i just got a drum, i don’t f-ck with extensions
it was me and lil kai, till these n-ggas start snitchin’
and i throw the work off, and it look like i’m pitching
and it’s me and lil reek, and we stuck in the kitchen
how you say you a trapper but you penny-pinching?, yeah
[verse: wildkarduno]
okay, let’s go
it was me and my twin, we gon’ put in that work
if you play with partna’ put you in the dirt
and k9 doing time, man, i swear this sh-t hurt, okay
i just wanna see my lil n-ggas win
if you play with my twin, then i swear we gon’ spin
and droppin’ the ‘fye, you gon’ die on defend
hrrrrrr

[verse 2: 1oneam]
aye, taking these n-ggas sh-t like that
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout ya’ bro, he in a pack
i’m with my gang, n-gga, i’m with my pack
we wiping his nose, that n-gga on lack
hop in that mothaf-ckin’ tesla, all black
hop in that mothaf-ckin, scat, all black
dumbass n-gga, get whacked like that
yеah, i’m with my gang, with my shooter
yeah, p-ssy ass boy, finna loot ’em
bad ass b-tch, and shе look like a hooter
my money be talking, my money talk voodoo
who is these n-ggas?, bruh, i do not know you
aye, i’m gettin’ the racks, n-gga
ok, cool
[verse 3: lawsy]
now, who the f-ck?
get me the money, we straight
hop out the whip and let the glock bang
mmm, she shaking ass in my face
b-tch, i put the glock to his face
mmm, b-tch
b-tch, i had to cut off the fake
i got money, give a f-ck about the fame
i had hoes before i had the fame
b-tch, i’m in the traphouse everyday
i’m in the trap and i’m cooking rock
b-back in the day, i was doing fraud
b-tch, i never got caught
b-tch, you was ratting, yo’ ass got caught
rich as f-ck, never had me a job
b-back in the day, i was scoring from wok
b-tch, i’m ‘tryna f-ck, i’on wanna talk
shoutout nick, and it’s lit, now he keying wok
these mothaf-ckers’ calling, they my sons
look at my stats, b-tch, i’m number one
they stole my sound and they price went up
i was whippin’ mothaf-ckers’ before i had a gun
glock 17, and i keep it tucked
added the switch, finna light ’em up
extended the clip, i don’t give a f-ck
four days straight, i been on drugs
[verse 4: ohsxnta]
yeah, i’m on the drugs, i cannot steer
i’m wearing a moncler, like a bear
ain’t no n-gga that i fear
d-ck-riding n-ggas, they just cheer
we making money over here
hate on me, n-gga i don’t care
i’m smoking pack, n-gga, in a chair

[outro]
kam

- wildkarduno

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