SWISHERS AND SWITCHBLADES

I been steppin' with them killas, we gorillas from the cut Name yo' price and sell yo' soul, I'm gettin' scrilla from the mud Out in Memphis, totin' pistols, wear no colors, I still thug Ain't fucks that I could give, you bitches ain't been worth a buck So say what's up If you know me you know I be stayin' in the mix Been knockin' speakers, kickin' doors and pushin' hella bricks Was overseas, I did some things, I ain't explainin' shit We popped them bottles, f*ck them models, what you know 'bout this? I don't need 'em I raise the price, proceed to bleed 'em Trigga squeezin I'm poppin' percs and get to fiendin Ain't no reason You f*ck with me, I bring deletion And Imma demon I roll my blunts and keep it cutthroat Make 'em choke, I be rolling with the vacant ones I take your fanbase, make 'em mine and leave a shotty gun Check my numbers, see the plays, you think you hot or sumn? You whinin' like a bitch, no text, I ain't reply to nun Could give a f*ck I smoke a pack and roll 'em up Inside my blunt And pass 'em down to share a puff I pop the trunk You motherfuckers quick to duck And you 'bout what? I'm rollin, count like 40 sumn