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Switch It Up
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Pooh Shiesty
Featuring(s) : G Herbo & No More Heroes
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[Intro: Pooh Shiesty] (Gold Haze on the track) Ayy [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty] Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin' knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrrd, blrrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhonеs get shit locked My operation too major, I posе 'cause the feds watch [Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty] Buy firearms and narcotics, the first-degree boys and robberies Had these rollin' Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects You wanna order up a hundred, sixty bags of 'em was garbage You know I'm slimy as it get, I got all way here off a noggin' And no, I can never put up my fire', that's a never, not even probably Since a youngin, been shit poppin', since Truey joggers and Robins We backseat niggas for flodgin', leave his head like Dennis Rodman's When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest (Shiesty the hardest) Besides rap, I was gettin' rich regardless I got this shit forever tatted on me, king of of my apartments Everybody keep on yappin' 'til them .62s get to sparkin' I cut the block off, start the traffic, if a car come through, this Drac' goin' park it Blrrrd, blrrrd, Big Blrrrd, blrrrd, ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty & G Herbo] Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin' knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrrd, blrrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked My operation too major, I pose 'cause the feds watch So I stay drippin' on the daily, I know that them boys clockin' (Ayy, blrrrd) [Verse 2: G Herbo] Got a .40 on me right now, I ain't never scared (Never scared, you know that) I'll shoot this bitch up right now 'cause I never cared (Bah) Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I seen some shit I never said Thinking 'bout my boy, don't sip Rémy, I just pour it We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't catch 'em so his brother dead Bring it to your door, spent a milli', ran up four Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I'll shoot it (Grrt) I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (Skrrt) Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain't do shit (Pussy, fuck nigga) [Outro: Pooh Shiesty] Blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) (Blrrrd, big blrrrd, blrrrd)
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