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youngbagchasers - switch it up lyrics

[verse 1: hopoutbl!ck]
you wonder how it feels to go through a lot but put a smile on your face
and when tino died, a n_gga had got shot the same day
they had jallon on his back, we did b dix the same way
we erase one, we gettin back, like that’s just how the game play
i keep [?] with me, cause he ball how they ain’t play
and i smoke s_k_i, just read what the name say
bah, bah, bah, like that’s really what the flame say
she keep sayin come home, like chill, i’m with the gang bae

[bridge: ybcdul]
n_gga, it’s mr disrespectful
and ion give a f_ck who you is, n_gga, i will disrespеct you
i really don’t give a f_ck who you is
it’s disrespеctful

[verse 2: ybcdul]
you ever hopped on a plane with that sh_t inside your luggage?
did drills in broad day, couple times, that sh_t ain’t nuttin
how the f_ck they get away? had like ten n_ggas runnin
tapped the b_tton, then it grabbed him like a grapple gun or suttin
slide or provide, that sh_t’ll make the guys happy
bro want a b, he keep catchin all these clappies
i’m out on bail, da keep tryn harass me
don’t touch my shirt b_tch, this a different fabric
why he keep on dissin like his gang ain’t all in caskets?
[verse 3: hopoutbl!ck & ybcdul]
he tried run, i flipped the b_tton, then i tapped it
we aimed the yop at his back, then it grabbed it
broski told me stay in la and just stack it
bl!ck started f_ckin with the p’s, now i’m trappin
you want the load, i’ll send it through through a package
you gotta double seal the pounds before you vac it
these exotic bowls, they ain’t low, so i’m taxin
and he was chillin on his couch, them switchy bullets just tagged him
and them torchers knwn for hoppin out with dracs and start clappin
so don’t get caught up on that side, lil n_gga don’t you be laggin
and n_gga, i can talk how i want cause i’m active

[bridge: hopoutbl!ck & ybcdul]
bet n_gga, i can talk how i want cause i’m active
it’s mr disrespectful
they know i really diss the dead, yeah that’s my f_ckin special
and ion give a f_ck who you is
give a f_ck who you is, i will disrespect you

[verse 4: hopoutbl!ck & ybcdul]
n_gga we put belt to ass, we hop out spankin sh_t
and don’t you ask me bout no gunna, that’s a brainless b_tch
and ion know who was in that car, just don’t stop flame the whip
and i smoke michelangelo, cause we be paintin sh_t
you wan go on abc or fox 29?
ten milli hit snipe then k3 all at the same time
ski complete every mission, feel like he james bond
ski bout gotta come out of retirement, that n_gga [?]
and we gon k!ll like ten of yours if you take one of mine
just ask the opps, don’t stop at lights or none of them stop signs
and bro gon hop out with that yop, this ain’t no glock 9
762 sh_lls from the drac, probably still on the 9
and if you want a n_gga torched, just call the hotline
and my n_ggas safe with me, cause i’mma pop mine
and we just bend wsm and made the block out
why your gun always cold? that sh_t is not hot
ion know why this n_gga troll, bro, he is not a opp
and you ain’t never spin a block and dump a lot of shots
you know them torchers cookin sh_t, we hit a lot of tops
i smoke way too many dead n_ggas, we cooked a lot of opps

- youngbagchasers lyrics

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