SWITCHIN THE CROWD

[Intro]
Shit TMS gang, shit too many
Shit, too many strikers, I'm missin' my
I'm on my, I'm on my, I'm on my
Uh (Phew)
Oh, yeah (Baow)
Comin' through your hood, blowin' up every street
Slime, slime, slime, oh, yeah
(Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)

[Chorus]
High as shit in the air, snuck drank on the plane (High as shit in)
That nigga gon' die, he keep chasin' that fame (Baow)
Smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (Frrt)
In the spot right now, just me and my killers
We creepin' up, nigga, we ain't makin' no sounds
Spot a opp in the mall and I'm switchin' the crowd (Frrt)
Bro rollin' up some slatt shit, hit like somethin' loud
Your man got hit, stop askin' us how (Baow)

[Verse]
I'ma YSL her, I'ma buy her a purse
Man, I know I'm dead wrong if I buy her a Kurt
Every dream not real, shit end with a curse
Bro lyin' to his doctor, he geekin' for Percs
Shit, Hedi my jeans (Shit, Hedi my), I ain't rockin' Amiri
Put my stick to the opps, they gon' run like Sha'Carri (Baow)
And y'all niggas gon' die, keep believin' 'em theories
Made a name in the kitchen, I feel like Guy Fieri (Got what?)
I cherish my life 'cause I know I'm a target
The Creek ain't nothin', so we gon to the— what?
Put a pause in that shit, young nigga just stop it (Stop that shit)
I was jammin' like shit, catchin' hits, right on lock (What?)
Man, I really got ties when I bip through the city (Man, I really got what?)
She callin' my phone like, "Boo, can get you me?" (What?)
Wave my stick in the air, like I'm starrin' on Disney (Phew-phew-phew)
I'm missin' my dog and I'm screamin' free Sinny (Baow)

[Chorus]
High as shit in the air, snuck drank on the plane (What?)
That nigga gon' die, he keep chasin' that fame
Smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (Got a what?)
In the spot right now, just me and my killers
We creepin' up, nigga, we ain't makin' no sounds (No what?)
Spot a opp in the mall and I'm switchin' the crowd
Bro rollin' up some slatt shit, hit like somethin' loud
Your man got hit, stop askin' us how (Baow)
High as shit in the air, spilled drank on the plane (High as shit in the)
That nigga gon' die, he keep chasin' that fame (What?)
Smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (Got a What?)
In the spot right now, just me and my killers
We creepin' up, nigga, we ain't makin' no sounds
Spot a opp in the mall and I'm switchin' 'em down (Frrt, baow)
Bro rollin' up some slatt shit, hit like somethin' loud (Baow)
Your man got hit, stop askin' us how (Baow)

[Outro]
Uh, oh, yeah
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Slime, slime, slime, oh, yeah