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bloodhound q50 & vonoff1700 - switchy lyrics

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[intro: bloodhound q50]
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long live my brother, he did k!ll your b+tch+ass brother
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[verse 1: bloodhound q50, vonoff1700]
big q50, b+tch like what the f+ck?
slide thru the ‘raq, n+gga long live jeff, you know this draco never tucked (it’s never tucked, hoe)
f+ck that lulu, she want louis v
i’ma buy her bags in every color, better hide your hoe ’cause you know she a freak
pillow+talking ass n+gga, hide your hoe, lil bro’nem gon’ f+ck her
you the type to make your b+tch follow n+ggas then block they number
i’m the type to have your go tat’ my name right after i f+ck her
different hoes from different states wanna sniff this line, long live my brother
i like my b+tch up in the house, thot ass b+tch, i don’t want no clubber
if i like you, i’m f+ckin’ you raw, i’m a clean+ass n+gga but i hate them rubbers
if you love your b+tch you better tuck her
nine times out of ten a blood done f+cked her
got the b+tch up on the road like a trucker
she suck my d+ck, only thing i do is cuff her
bust on a pretty b+tch face like a bubble
louis v cologne got her wetter than a puddle
after we done, say you [?]
[?] don’t know who to call, she yellin’ in trouble
q50 catchin’ hats, she ain’t never gotta tussle
i’m a six+figure n+gga, she ain’t gotta move a muscle
she call, i’m comin’, i’ma be there for you
finna be so rich blood ain’t gotta hustle (aight)
[verse 2: vonoff1700]
tryna spin our hood, his ass a duck
he think he makin’ it off this block, i’m puttin’ switchy on his b+tt (g19 switchy)
ask ’bout tg, you know we don’t play
i know y’all heard ’bout lil’ top, we shot ’em all up in his face
switch went off, that n+gga dead now (with his dead+ass)
f+cked dayski up, can’t use his legs now (his ass can’t walk)
since that one sh+t, them n+ggas scared now
they say they on they block, we spin they sh+t, we let off every round
think i stopped slidin’ ’cause i got rich
[?] and munchie got hit in their sh+t
they caught dude out on a date, i heard they shot him and his b+tch
they did him bad, i heard he got hit up with draco and a switch (god d+mn)
he wasn’t even bad when we was young, it’s ten years later, he still a b+tch
at twenty+one touched a m, i feel like herb, i went legit
q50 finna p+ss me off, he keep talkin’ ’bout takin’ a kit
got hit all in his stomach, so he stand up when he sh+t
i don’t really like to talk, but i have to, but just this year i think we up like six (d+mn)

[outro: vonoff1700]
no bullsh+t, we catchin’ hats foenem
we into the summer, n+ggas can’t go nowhere but get put under
you know we going up, you know we going viral
f+ck all the opps, long live boog, long live mike, diss on ’em and you gon’ lose your life
blood in, blood out, b+tch



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