Switch Tha Flow

I got on my 98s still f*ck with 97s And if that nigga play, Mayell he gon send them to heaven I ain't talking bout marching bands  But all of my niggas you know we be stepping And I come from the Lou Used to stay in the south my nigga that's what I'm repping And I'll beat a nigga like Tekken Or I'll beat a nigga like Floyd And she says I'm too quiet for her Then I hit from the back now she singing like Lloyd And I need a check with like six digits You know I got tired of void The 808 hitting hard but this shit light I'ma call this shit boyd And I remember them broke days Now I be shining, flashing If he talks out his neck then I'm crashing Took respect I got tired of asking For the money my palms be itching But nah I ain't talking a rash In a HEMI I'm breaking the dash One Time they still on my ass Snapback niggas cap for real Tom Cruise they gon act for real Run it up like it's track for real I'm lowkey watch your back for real No Saran I can wrap for real So many bands I need stacks for real We catch your mans if he lack for real She did a dance I might clap for real And Young Mayell tryna clear out a city And I got so much money in my pockets Look like my jeans got titties And if I get crossed once ain't no other chance, cause I ain't Biggie And if niggas want the pressure I'ma bring it Don't give a f*ck who wit me Watch your head boy get low, on your dread, on your fro Ride like pegs and she gon go In my bed we gon flow I never needed a cosign, I'ma be up in no time And I don't got to speak I let the numbers talk and you know I'ma show mine Hop in the stu and it's go time Right now you watching a pro shine And I'm not in a rush to get to the top I just stay on my slow grind And these niggas know I been the best Don't gotta front, don't gotta flex Two minutes and I'm saying next Already put this beat to rest Ain't no more crying, no more stress I'm working more and thinking less Yesterday your girl was reaching for the Johnson, and I was in her dress Extra cautious, I know these niggas be plotting, I know these niggas be lame And tell ole girl who think she playing these niggas Don't even mention my name Facts Nah like real shit (real facts) I'm just fucking around tho, this just a lil freestyle You know What I said You know I ball like Whiteside, Got left you wasn't on the right side She tryna go on a night ride, bent over and showed me the light side I'ma teach you a lesson Bitch stop all that flexing Ain't no second guessing Better ask God for blessings And we got AR's, MP7, 11, all type of weapons I can't do no stressing, put you in deep depression They know I spit that fire, On a roll like a tire Think he hot but I'm higher, She a hoe so I called her A- Damn that's the beat Ight shit 314 to everywhere Versatile