Switch Up ft. LooneyOnly1 on the beat Lyrics

Looney, I got some shit for you

What up, Looney

LETS get it

Shout out AMG Double S, AMG Records, ITS OHGEE

RIP Tito, I'm coming

Don't know, bitch, what happened to these niggas, they all fake

On my fat boys shit, bitch, I'm eating up this cake

Real heroes got no capes, don't trust these hoes, nope

So I won't date, won't make that mistake again

She in her feelings, I fucked her friends

Shout out to my niggas, we all ate when I was in the pen

24-hour lockdown, I'm talking quarantine

Shout out to that nigga's Zoe , rimrods in the juice

Whole pod, sipping lean, ain't gon' lie, that shit had me loose

Now I'm back outside, bitch, I'm fresh about to slammer

How the fuck it12 o'clock, y'all niggas still in y'all pajamas

Gotta father, y'all niggas, but I ain't doing pampers

Whole room got real quiet then they all broke out in laughter

It's the bag that I'm after, ain't gon' lie, gotta get it

I'm a Jew, with this shit is to the T

Triple digits, risking business in this white T

I just look like this, I'm gifted

You gon' die, you play me

Pussy, I'm outside with it

Pussy nigga switched up, even gave his bitch up

Every time I clutch, this f&n this bitch

Get the hiccups, big ol' styrofoam cup

Full of that Henny, sit and smoke a whole pound down

If you let me, she break it out the hefty

She gon' come to pound town

Just like that girl sexy, we get it off the boat

Then we skirt off in them jet skis, all these fucking blue

Benji's got me feeling like the goat

And everything I fucking write, be the realest shit I wrote

If she answer her phone now, her baby daddy will hear her choke

All this anger and this pain still inside, I'm trying to cope

Fresh white tea and some white nikes, looking like the pope

You can keep the limelight , bitch, just gimme the loaf

Put this in a meme, bitch, better yet make this a quote

Smoking purp deez in a caddy, bitch, I call my boat

Got a lethal in my carry, that will make yall niggas float

He was talking, now he's scary

Watch him scramble like some yoke

Lost my nigga, wipe my tears

Real niggas ain't got time to mope

Good dope sell itself

When I step out, I only drink Top shelf

Could give a damn what a hater think

Hot lead make you fucking melt

In a Beamer with two sticks

BAD bitch from the Philippines

Say she love my hustle

How I smell good, how I'm always clean

This bitch right here, she pressure

Fat booty, pretty face

Need no makeup, so I call that bitch my Maybelline

And when me and her speak, we only talking trapanese

This bitch right here riding clean

Green beams on the glizzy, followed up by some red dots

In the trap, where you find me, bitch

Scraping out these pots

Scraping out these pots