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lirik lagu montannaatm - switches (remix)

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[intro: montannaatm]
on steve, i’ma black on this b~tch, though
this for the gang

[chorus: montannaatm]
f~ck it, swing my door, we really hawk sh~t down, it ain’t no peace
tell lil’ bro, “park the car,” that drive~by sh~t be goofy, we scoom on feet
we’ll catch ’em in the park or at that liquor store where they get drinks
real head~tappers, we stand all over your sh~t, now you can’t think
lil’ dude got hit all in his sh~t and y’all ain’t slide, that don’t make sense
y’all mans thought he was buggin’, we turned his lil’ ass down ’cause he a b~tch
nah, we ain’t playin’ fair, they know big tanna slimy, jump your fence
lil’ boy, don’t get to clutchin’, you can’t survive from what’s behind thеse tints

[verse 1: montannaatm]
in the ‘raq, b~tch, i’m the onе, don’t go nowhere without my gun
n~ggas talk that murder sh~t when me and gang do that for fun
n~ggas just bap on all them songs, ain’t never did sh~t to n0body’s son
can’t seem to have a proper shootout, we see they goofy ass and they run
we let y’all chase
how could you claim a body that you ain’t partic~p~te with?
boy, that’s gay sh~t
soon as he caught for the body, he snitch in investigations
he can’t take it
we got the glass on the work
and every slip, i put a dub, who you bank with?
we drop the lo’ to the opps, we don’t give a f~ck if they slide, boy, we spank sh~t
glock 30, that’s what i prefer and i won’t pick another
glock 21, add a switch and that b~tch st~st~stutter
they make those go so smooth, i still can’t believe it’s not b~tter
boy, i never need a n~gga, i pop out, just me and my cutter
feel like sleazy, what’s~his~name done lost his life ’cause i would not tussle
hold on to your b~tch, boy, i could take her easy, i will not struggle
man, just give me her, but you can have her back ’cause i do not cuff ’em
sn~tchers, give it up, boy, we take sh~t on sight, no, we do not huddle
[chorus: montannaatm & pgf mooda]
f~ck it, swing my door, we really hawk sh~t down, it ain’t no peace
tell lil’ bro, “park the car,” that drive~by sh~t be goofy, we scoom on feet
we’ll catch ’em in the park or at that liquor store where they get drinks
real head~tappers, we stand all over your sh~t, now you can’t think
lil’ dude got hit all in his sh~t and y’all ain’t slide, that don’t make sense
y’all mans thought he was buggin’, we turned his lil’ ass down ’cause he a b~tch (go, go, go)
nah, we ain’t playin’ fair, they know big tanna slimy, jump your fence
lil’ boy, don’t get to clutchin’, you can’t survive from what’s behind these tints (go, go, go)

[verse 2: pgf mooda]
in the ‘raq, we go for nothin’, pop out daily with two guns
me and jman give out belt and chasin’ opps, do that for fun
they know not to play with me, i’m youngest threat, i get sh~t done
n~ggas don’t want smoke with us, the smoke we got f~ck up your lungs
every day, i’m out up on the hunt lookin’ for they rappers
soon as i catch him, i’ma stretch him, show him psycho gang get active
i hate goofies, they be dissin’, never slidin’, they be cappin’
opps be always claimin’ bodies they ain’t do, they ass be bappin’
how you always postin’ guns? when i catch you, you ain’t got it
mistake me as a rapper, i’ma mask up and i’ma wrap you
come from four ways, f~ck it, swing my door and tap the switch
soon as i bail, don’t try to run, ain’t had no gun ’cause he a b~tch

[chorus: montannaatm]
f~ck it, swing my door, we really hawk sh~t down, it ain’t no peace
tell lil’ bro, “park the car,” that drive~by sh~t be goofy, we scoom on feet
we’ll catch ’em in the park or at that liquor store where they get drinks
real head~tappers, we stand all over your sh~t, now you can’t think
lil’ dude got hit all in his sh~t and y’all ain’t slide, that don’t make sense
y’all mans thought he was buggin’, we turned his lil’ ass down ’cause he a b~tch
nah, we ain’t playin’ fair, they know big tanna slimy, jump your fence
lil’ boy, don’t get to clutchin’, you can’t survive from what’s behind these tints
[outro: montannaatm]
in the ‘raq, b~tch, i’m the one, don’t go nowhere without my gun
n~ggas talk that murder sh~t when me and gang do that for fun
n~ggas just bap on all them songs, ain’t never did sh~t to n0body’s son
can’t seem to have a proper shootout, we see they goofy ass and they run
we let y’all cha—


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