Swich’d

[Chorus 4x]
I be in and out of traffic
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em, yeah, uh
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em

[Verse 1]
Really get out the mud
Theses niggas be actin’
Independent shit for real
These niggas get back hand
I been dodgin’ every demon in form of distractions
I done gave ‘em fair warning
It’s over, I’m blackin’
Loser niggas, I ain’t with it
I see ‘em pretendin’
Rather fake it ‘til you make it to look like you winnin'
I pray you niggas really stackin’ more than you spendin’
Because the ending could be worse off than how you beginnin’
In lately, shit been gettin’ crazy
They energy shady
I keep my hand on my 380, that’s my little baby
I bet she listens when I tell her, “you’ll never can phase me”
I used to dose off on the purp
The kush has me Asian
Fuck a roof bitch
Couldn’t wear a wig up on my shit
Let the wind blow
Slow jams, on my vibe shit
I ain’t want to keep her
She’s just somethin’ to high with
Runnin’ through the night on my fly shit

[Chorus 4x]
I be in and out of traffic
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em, yeah, uh
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em

[Verse 2]
Look, never quit
Boy I’m too legit
See they counterfeits
On my shit, Caddy with the stick
I be movin’ quick
Couples hoes, hit ‘em on the low
You would never know
Pimp a flow
Never let it show and she call me bro
Puttin’ out a swisher as I pull up to the Wing Stop
Used to roll a Hooptie on them Vogues with the screen drop
Can’t be out here slippin’, she gon hit you with the screen shot
Niggas want to kill you cause you livin’ what they dream ‘bout
Renegade, shinin’ in the shade
Never been afraid
Player ways
Just how I was raise
It’s the way I’m made
Ridin’ to that Pac
The speakers bumpin’ out that Thug Life
Partna flippin’ with me and he rollin’ up them drugs right
Hit me for I even bend that corna
Hopin’ out this motherfucka and I smell like Marijuana
Give a fuck ‘bout what they say
I’ma go ‘til I’m a gona
See ‘em try to bite the style
But we ain’t givin’ out no loana mothafuckas

[Chorus 4x]
I be in and out of traffic
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em, yeah, uh
Switchin’ lanes on ‘em

[Verse 3]
Look another dolla
Another day
This shit is wild
You gotta pray
‘Em youngins got that murder on they mind
And I'm just tryin’ to make it out alive
Movin’ through the city with my cap low
Keep it to yourself
They call you asshole
Don’t wanna be yo partna, won’t get paid
When they see you shinin’
They throwin’ shade
Used to ride a Gold BBS with the frame (?)
Sold it to my partna
Got another with the top back
Now I got the Corvette motor in the Cadillac
Plottin’ on some new shit
Bet they gon be mad at that
(?) nigga
I ain’t got it say it
I just got the glow
In your feelings
Know why you be hatin’ cause I got yo hoe
In and out the pussy
When I finish, I be out the door
Can’t be treatin’ Whataburger bitches like they Pappadeaux, no!