POWER SWITCH ft. 6a6ayaga Lyrics

These pussies overrated

Getting smoked or getting faded

Pop the top off going crazy

Fuckin bitches leave no babies

I'm a menace causing mayhem

I'm not beefing i just slay em

Clean the blade and then filet em

Market price plus tax to play em

Mean to say that you an a list

But won't find you on no playlist

Won't see any claims to fame

Land yourself on the disgrace list

And that's not cap

In fact its fact

Can't even sell your soul

Your blood won't make a pact

Get left forgotten like your old

But not a classic you just lack

The talent comes so easily

You grab the mic and sound so queasy

Like your ego got too greedy

Bring the heat and know you see me

Like all that glitters isn't gold

Drip and ice don't got me sold

Surround myself with greatness

Makes me great or so I'm told

Lack of sauce just brings me pain

Perhaps ill end it with a train

River styx i'm here again

Go tell hades i ain't stayin'

Drag myself up start my reigning

Break the rules they call me pagan

The tops the spot I'm claiming

Dont believe me what you saying

I'm gon

Leave em in a ditch

Gon run these pussies back to school yards

Scratch em like an itch

Fade these uglies till they pulled apart

Disposing trash quick

Gripping pistols shots gon hit they mark

Running through they bitch

Let em hear it screaming through the dark

Leave em in a ditch

Gon run these pussies back to school yards

Scratch em like an itch

Fade these uglies till they pulled apart

Disposing trash quick

Gripping pistols shots gon hit they mark

Running through they bitch

Let em hear it screaming through the dark

Hoodie on masked up creeping through yo back yard

Acrillic nails still scratching on my back she tryna leave scars

Half this scene got Ed way they all just try to be hard

Put dick up in her kidneys make her scream then hard restart

Power switch Tote extended glicks

Really bout that shit

Write a diss Oh he write a diss

His bitch swallow kids

Power switch Tote extended glicks

Really bout that shit

Write a diss Oh you write a diss

Shit fafafa

You won't die about yo set but you gone die about a bitch

Hit his lil ass with that switch and now his ass all in that spliff

I ain't beefing on the net I send a hit before a diss

Leave em in a ditch

Gon run these pussies back to school yards

Scratch em like an itch

Fade these uglies till they pulled apart

Disposing trash quick

Gripping pistols shots gon hit they mark

Running through they bitch

Let em hear it screaming through the dark

Leave em in a ditch

Gon run these pussies back to school yards

Scratch em like an itch

Fade these uglies till they pulled apart

Disposing trash quick

Gripping pistols shots gon hit they mark

Running through they bitch

Let em hear it screaming through the dark