lirik lagu syntixo - switch up
[intro]
southside on the track, yeah
n~gga talking about ad~libs, he ain’t know nun’
aight, uh, ya’ dig? (hahahaha)
uh, ya’ dig? (this n~gga f~cked)
b~tch, i’m in london (ayy, hahaha)
f~ck is you texting me for? (uh)
[verse 1]
uh, yeah, f~ck what you claim, b~tch, we on top (n~gga, f~ck you)
rollie on my wrist, n~gga, just watch (gang, gang, gang, uh~huh)
uh, working like a b~tch, n~gga, non~stop (huh, ya dig?)
.40 aiming at a b~tch, n~gga, get popped (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
uh, b~tch i’m from chicago, where they gunshot (i’m from chicago, b~tch)
i got arrested, go look at my mugshot, uh~huh (b~tch)
uh, a convicted felon, i don’t give a f~ck (uh~huh)
uh, i’m a convicted felon, i don’t give a f~ck (uh~huh)
rockstar from the trap, glock on my lap, yeah (ya’ dig?)
run this sh~t just like a lap, then i run it back, yeah (ya’ dig?)
bad b~tch on my lap, i’m a f~cking crack, yeah (smash)
at your mom up in the trap, doing f~ckin’ crack, yeah (what? what? what?)
i water whip in the kitchen, i don’t give a f~ck about n~ggas or b~tches, ayy (uh~huh)
you is a b~tch n~gga, really, ayy (uh)
you should just keep your distance, ayy (uh~huh)
lil’ b~tch, why you trippin’? ayy (why?)
f~ck yo’ b~tch, she miss me, ayy (yeah)
suck on my d~ck, no hickey, ayy (yeah)
taylor gun on me, it’s swifty, ayy (uh~huh, grrah)
[chorus]
i switch up
i take the perc’ with the liquor (motherf~ckin’ liquor, ya’ dig?)
i feel like i’m with the kkk
’cause i do not f~ck with these n~ggas (i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas, ya’ dig?)
uh, i switch up (uh)
i take the perc’ with the liquor (perc’ with the liquor, uh~huh)
i feel like the kkk, okay
’cause i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (f~ck with these n~ggas, uh, uh, uh)
[verse 2]
mhm, southside on the track (yeah, southside, ya’ dig?)
.40 on my hip (yeah, guns, ya’ dig?)
leave your mouth wide when it clap (grrah)
talkin’ all that sh~t (why?), but you can’t back it up (uh~uh)
remember’ doing drive~bys in that four~door acura (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, for real, grrah)
b~tches told me they say they want me, they be acting up (for real, yeah)
kicked my lil’ b~tch out of my life, i told her to pack up (i told her to chill)
if i wasn’t rapping and making these millions, i’m flipping the pack (flippin’ for real)
r.i.p. to my bro, i wish i can get him back, yeah (r.i.p. to him, for real)
i done left america, ain’t coming back there (ain’t comin’ back to that b~tch, for real)
not without my bag (uh, yeah, for real), i been in my bag (uh, yeah, for real)
left america, and i ain’t coming back, yeah (uh, for real)
not without my bag (uh~huh, yeah, for real), yeah, i been in my bag, for real (yeah, i be in my bag)
[chorus]
i switch up (switch)
i take the perc’ with the liquor (perc’ with the liq’, perc’)
i feel like i’m with the kkk (yeah)
’cause i do not f~ck with these n~ggas (i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas)
uh, i switch up
i take the perc’ with the liquor (perc’ with the liquor)
i feel like the kkk, okay (yeah)
’cause i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas)
[verse 3]
i do not f~ck with these n~ggas (uh~uh)
she finna f~ck on a n~gga, ayy (uh~uh)
she finna suck on a n~gga (uh~huh)
after that, nun’ to do with her, ayy
i take the perc’ with the liquor (i do)
i put in work with the liquor (uh~huh)
that sh~t a poisonous mixture (yeah, yeah), i guess i’m just a poisonous n~gga from the projects
uh, run up on me, i put you up in prospect (uh~huh, grrah)
cl!ck, clack, grrah, i just explained the f~cking process, uh~huh (uh)
how do you like that? (how?)
that b~tch a eat, eat, so, why would you wife that? (why?)
we ran a train on her, tryna get her back on the right track (uh, uh, uh, yeah)
your mom say she love it when i serve her the right crack (uh, uh, uh, chill)
huh, juiced up n~gga, no 2pac (uh)
run up on me, i got two gats (grrah)
hit you in the face, like get back (uh, let’s go)
[bridge]
i take the perc’ with the liquor (let’s go)
i feel like the kkk, though (let’s go)
’cause i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (uh~uh, let’s go)
uh~huh, i take the perc’ with the liquor (let’s go)
i feel like the kkk (let’s go)
’cause i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (b~tch)
[outro]
ya’ dig? ya’ dig?
ya’ dig? oh, ya’ dig?
juice wrld and lordphazer in this b~tch
uh, uh, b~tch
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