LIL GNAR, Tory Lanez - No Switches lyrics

Made a way, I'm the one that they talk about
I get cheddar like I work out at In-N-Out
Up the laser, then we finna point him out
(Point him out)
I was little, knew I'd get a big amount
Used to ride on the top of the handlebar
You ain't hated but bet I'm the shit now
Tell 'em I'm turnt, I can't turn down
Trap phone on me, makin' a bird sound (Brr)
(Bounce go hard)

I got Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac'
Can't tote that Glock
If it ain't have no switches (Grrt)
I got big straps in my waistline
Got yo' ho tryna suck my glizzy (My glizz')
I got fake plates on the interstate
Keep twelve up out my business (Skrrt)
Soon as granny died
Started cracking cards 'cause I knеw I
Had go 'head and get it

Used to scrapе out the pot like a restaurant
(Restaurant)
I'm a man, I'ma say it with my chest out
(Chest out)
This Dior plus coded is desktop (Desktop)
Hollow tip him, like
Fuck what your vest stop
I get geeked up, might pop me a Tesla (Tesla)
Finger fold a bitch like I'm a wrestler
(Wrestler)
I'm 'bout worth, no, I don't need to measure
Started out, I was just a finesser
Rockin' Fufu, my shit is real meta
(Real meta)
Spot an opp and then call him an medic
(Medic)
I got bigger and bigger and bigger (Bigger)
Way ahead of them niggas that doubted (Big)
Matte black the coupe like I'm Bruce Wayne
Runnin' laps around 'em like I'm Usain
My niggas too wild, they can't be tamed
Get you stepped on for some loose change
(yeah, yeah)

Made a way, I'm the one that they talk about
(yeah)
I get cheddar like I work out at In-N-Out
(Work at In-N-Out)
Up the laser, then we finna point him out
(Point him out)
I was little, knew I'd get a big amount
(Big amount)
Used to ride on the top of the handlebar
(Handlebar)
You ain't hated but bet I'm the shit now
(Bet I'm the shit now)
Tell 'em I'm turnt, I can't turn down
Trap phone on me, makin' a bird sound
(yeah, yeah)

I got Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac'
Can't tote that Glock
If it ain't have no switches (Grrt)
I got big straps in my waistline
Got yo' ho tryna suck my glizzy (Baow)
I got fake plates on the interstate
Keep twelve up out my business (yeah)
Soon as granny died
Started cracking cards 'cause I knew I
Had go 'head and get it (yeah, yeah)

We get into a shooting like Rambo
Hop out bail and left out in a Lambo
I been traveling the world and stayin' low
Shooters with felonies, they can't go
That's why I be on Insta'
With all of them pictures
My haters can live it in real time
When the internet hypin' and typin' 'bout how
They gon' take out my light
I'ma still shine
I was broke at the bottom, the bucket list
Now, I'm whippin' the flyest, a Cullinan
Now, this bitch like McDonald's
The lovin' it
Got a face that I fuck, ain't duckin' it
I was steppin' with Gnar
The diamonds are bustin' and all of my
Whips are a hell of a card
I'm livin' like CJ in GTA, baby
The most wanted, five federal stars, yeah

I got Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac', Drac'
Can't tote that Glock
If it ain't have no switches (Grrt)
I got big straps in my waistline
Got yo' ho tryna suck my glizzy
I got fake plates on the interstate
Keep twelve up out my business
Soon as granny died
Started cracking cards 'cause I knew I
Had go 'head and get it

Vibe to it, bro we let the folks know
We got five the same Glockies, we got on us
You feel that?
Glock 30, switches, all that, we have it
I'm tellin' you, no cap, no