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Hey Switch

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Hey Switch adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak AC640 tarafından 12 Şubat 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıHey Switch - Single

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AlbümHey Switch - Single

Çıkış Tarihi12 Şubat 2025

FirmaAC640

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I keep burnin' my jeans noddin' off of Tris'

I really get close and nah, I ain't gon' miss with the switch

I keep that bitch in my pant, you gon' die with your dog in your dip

Take a trip 'bout the A, we got shit on lock

I get out on two, I ain't prayin', I know I ain't missin' no shots

Bad bitch in the way, get the fuck, all we need is some drops (frrt, frrt)

Hey Switch, back to back I've been sippin' on Tris'

I'm a rapper, but I still kill shit (I crack you)

I don't need no jugg to hop in that car to and go bend

G17 with a button on the left side of that bitch

When I crack JodyBoof, the beef gon' end

Tryna to send his ass up with his brother and his dead-ass men (frrt, frrt)

Free No3ree, we had **** pushin' each other (hey Switch)

I'm an all star player in the streets (Bo Jackson, ****)

I killed your son, now your whole family suffer (hey Switch)

I really get psycho, I knock the wood off the Drac', had to swap that bitch out for a Micro (hey Switch)

No mask, no gloves, I really get crazy

No key, just me, that P same size as a pothole

I'm a creeper, I move like a ghost

Three **** just died (we did that)

We did all three, that's a toast (hey Switch)

She was all on my wave, now I cracked that bih'

When I'm droppin' them shots, you better get down

You only got one B, you a clown

In the streets, you really be pinnin' shit?

Lil' ****, you a pup, I'm a hound

Don't get in my way, I really be puttin' shit down

Put the bump to his head, I don't want no pounds

I get down and dirty

I don't want shit easy, I get my feet dirty (hey Switch)

He died tryna reach, so I picked up his stick

We boxed his ass in, he couldn't move too quick

And I don't feel sorry for shit

I don't feel bad for them ****, I'll never repent (fuck them)

You ain't hangin' with me if you ain't tryna go kill

I fell in love with blood spill

I was ten years old with a kill

Ever since then I been sending **** straight down to Hell

And fuck this rap shit, if you put a mil' on his head, I'll buy out my deal (hey Switch)

And you know not to send me no diss

And I don't rap 'bout money, but I'll put a lil' ten on your biscuit

I'm a real deal creeper, I get in that car, I don't need no **** to come get you

I wiped his nose with that- (frrt)

Somebody please go hand that man some tissues

You might know me from rap, but I made me a name from workin' my pistol

I creep up before I go diss you (hey Switch)

I really crack shit for money

He got tricked by a bitch, he a dummy

I don't celebrate Christmas, man, I really wrap shit like a mummy

Bitch keep suckin' my dick and I'm cumming

I pick up the rifle when it's time to go hunting

When I jump in this car, I know I'ma really kill somethin'

I ain't talkin' about no bitch ****, when I jump out this car with this Drac', I'ma hump it

If this shit get to rolling, you better get on the floor, them 7.62s coming (hey Switch)

(Frrt, frrt)

Bo Jackson, ****

(Damo Wav)

Written by: AC640

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