- Switches & Dracs 歌詞 Lil Durk Moneybagg Yo EST Gee
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- Lil Durk Moneybagg Yo EST Gee
- [Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, gang
(DJ Bandz)
They dont like that, just get his ass
Switches and Dracs
Yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Durk ]
Man, that shit I said bout dude, I aint write that, they aint like that
Man, them 7.62s all to his face and he cant fight that
Niggas talkin bout who they killed in here , psh, man, where my pipe at?
Aint gon lie, I dont need no cash, it take two Percs to get your life snatched, Im a gangsta
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
You cant name a r***** from the other side aint died yet
I aint takin threats, the man that killed your mans aint died yet
Foenem take your shit, I cannot argue with em, bag back
Since you woofin like you killin, grab your gun and slide back
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Been MIA, I just got back, jet from Dubai to Memphis Tenn
Lil A cray-cray, call him Beyblade, pull the string and watch em spin
Aint no comin back from shit, Im not the type to make amends
Penthouse suite or TSA, the only place Im checkin in
Didnt get you here but got your man, I heard they pulled a triple spin
Lets celebrate and crack a eighth, Im on that Wock with Trip again
Im still stuck on what you said, what the **** you mean you scared?
Since they cant keep me off their mind, Im tryna put one in their head
First it was our beef, now you talking bout its my beef
They playin both sides, lil bro keep them folks from round me
ATL, been hittin the block, like every day, tryna sweep somethin
OTF, stand on their business, I let Zu put on my budget
[Chorus: Lil Durk ]
You cant name a r***** from the other side aint died yet
I aint takin threats, the man that killed your mans aint died yet
Foenem take your shit, I cannot argue with em , bag back
Since you woofin like you killin, grab your gun and slide back
[Verse 3: EST Gee]
Gotti gave me seven-fifty, I aint get fresh, I went and bought straps
How much cash they got for Gee? Tell em, 'We gon triple that'
Finesse the bro and told em, 'I aint like it,' he said, 'Send it back'
All my brothers case dismissed, we got a lawyer, nigga, we dont rat
Boy, your life gon cost a Vette, all that woofin on the net
Tell your big brother, 'He next,' trappin, fittin, dont know how to cap
My big bro had told me, 'Chill and rap', Im like, '**** all that'
Niggas want that smoke until their lungs collapsed, I turn my hood Iraq
Hurry now, we got-got switches on it with a drum attached
SLS, nigga, try turn to a jet, aint no outrunnin that
Rep like they killed Red, what I do? Flew to the crib
And spin again and spin again and spin again til somethin dead
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