Philthy Rich, ShittyBoyz, Skinny T, Toohda Band$ - Fully Switch lyrics

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Funk or Die, Damn, JakeSand)

Look alive and keep your face
Up out your phone i ain't spit a verse
She got me cummin' off the dome
I can't read no minds
You gotta tell me what you want
She gon' let me fuck 'cause I
Be doing what you don't
Stupid-ass bitch tryna judge me off my zodiac
Made a field goal
Somebody show me where the Rollies at
Reachin' for a chain
We send his ass wherever Kobe at
Think she wanna fuck 'cause it ain't
Nowhere they don't know mе at

Yeah, I'm with the ShittyBoyz
But we'll gеt pissy
Pull up to the trap, baggin' packs
Let's get busy
Fully switch on a G30, this my new glizzy
Bro said if we finna slide, don't use semis
These some G-Stars on my ass
I don't do Dickies
Bitch can't even touch me
She ain't payin', i don't do hickies
Free John
We was in the fin with like two fifties
I was sipping red way before
I even knew Trippie

My headhunter from the East, I scoop her
Then I shoot west
Scam, swipe, jugg, jam, ping, what I do best
Two-five-eight freeway, I don't do rest
762s, 223s, you gon' need two vests
Never sold a drug, bitch
I'm Mr drop a Fluke Check
Outta town blowing 'za
Chillin' on the pool deck
Hundred-rounder, fifty-rounder
We don't really do steps
Hitman, take you out the game
Like you got two techs

We can get it started, nigga
Let's get it poppin'
I had to get my ass up out the hood
'cause I ain't have no option
I'm smoking Cookie, chilling at the crib
My bitch know I'm poppin'
Told Steve fuck that Kel Tec
Let's get a bigger chopper
I ain't wanna hit that lil' bitch
I'm tryna fuck her partner
I used to fuck with dude, but he ain't cool
I'm tryna snipe my partner

Ayy, knowin' I'm the cheater
Treat my bitches like my math test
Real fraud bet
Made a hundred in my last Tech j-U double-G
I made triple than your last check
Dee a splash bro, he shoot from range
You can ask Steph
Blower on me, he a hot head
We get him air conditioned
Only brought these ugly-ass shoes 'cause
You can't wear them bitches
Extendo on the Glock 'bout longer
Than your bitch hair extension
Run it up for real, my ACLs
I might tear them bitches

Look, my bitches' asses fake
But they money real
I done seen at least ten
But need a hundred mil'
Told my white bitch she can go to hell
Drop a dub in my account, PayPal or Zelle
Gave Gary all blues, he gave me VS1s
ATF kicked my door, search warrant for guns
Two bitches in my bed
But I ain't fuck neither
She actin' stingy with the pussy
'cause I wouldn't eat her

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
(Damn, JakeSand)