Kim with a Switch

[Verse 1: Mir Blackwell]
I cross over like I'm tryna switch genres
Mismatch, it's facts, even if you switch on us
Quick hit, you would think my Kim had the switch on her
'Cause I've been on the roll like they tryna pick on us
Like they tryna pick on us, but I pop as well
Hit three in a row, you can not jam me, son, I'm hot as hell
You would think I came toting a hammer, all these shots I nailed
They think that I won't hit it for game, but wait, I probably will
I was just posted up downtown like I'm in center city
Roll around with big dogs, I always keep a center with me
Fourty on your head, but I'm still mad, we should've went for fifty
Smallest on the court, but I grab boards like I'm a Center Cindy
I really keep a lock on scopе, both hot or cold
Step into the paint and watch the blocks unload
Somеtimes, the defense gon' bend, but we still not gon' fold
We ran the court all night, my crew could not go home, yeah

[Verse 2: JHBBOSS]
Mir gon' pass to me 'cause he already knew I'm finna hoop
You said your crew was balling, we toss 'em up like an alley oop
Professor when I'm all in, I'll cross 'em up with the swiftest move
I had 'em looking stupid, Frost set the screen, then I'm finna shoot
Crew is too wild, y'all moving so proper
My shooters ready to shoot, all we do is just pick and pop 'em
Bro hurting off of the cross, call Camilla, he need a doctor
My defense something like deacon, in paint you know I'm a monster
I'll slaughter the weakest rosters and passing 'em off like Carter
You swear that you is a baller, y'all balling stiff like you walker
There ain't no need for a warm up, I'm draining off of the starter
You think you stepping to us, then back down like why even bother?
Uh, never take a loss, everybody know we winning
No, you can't relate, you smoking layups, you be missing
I be counting cash and go run up my business
My money on Lee, and yours ain't touching that position
No, you never will be balling up on this amount
Top tier match, go ahead and see what we about
Think he'll catch it off the rim, then we go box 'em out
Run it up, cross 'em up again, then we gon' cross 'em out

[Verse 3: Isthatfr0st]
Thought I was a spur - how I be rolling 'round with big women
If Lulu on the court, pass the ball, and we gon' keep winning
Three sixty dunk keep spinning, ball movement, keep swinging
Might be eighty two and O, let 'em know 'fore the streak ending
Team is looking lethal
Go call your preacher or deacon
We balling in every region
From Noah who out in Sweden
To all of my Puerto Ricans
We shoot like it's open season
I feel like it's all-star weekend
If it's three on three, it's not even
If it's he on me, I'mma beat 'em, if they don't D the three, then I'm eating
You ain't seeing me, I'mma demon, if you beef with me, then I'm vegan
Hit after hit, feeling red hot, I'm steaming
Brick after brick, looking ice cold, you freezing

[Verse 4: Mir Blackwell]
Kim with the bag, check the stats when I'm deep in
Crossing it back, I just tap if he reaching
Bro get no dap if he lacking on defense
Helena pack threw the pass 'fore he seen it
Jacking up these shots, think I'm the fixer when I see a mess
You gon' need your temporary tickets just to see the best
Out in Carolina with some shooters, I don't need to stress
My chick got double D's like double D, you can see the chest
I just grabbed a thick chick, call her Lulu
The Ox Queen let me co-stream when I pull through
Dancing with Amanda, had to think all of my moves through
The steps we move through the same moves that would've fooled you

[Outro: Mir Blackwell]
It's over, I promise you, yo, look, when Frost tell y'all, if it's three on three - it's not even, they gon' need four, they finna need five, maybe six, seven, eight, man, bring the whole fifteen man roster and take on us through, like it's nobody to even do it, man, it's over