Kvng Russ - Switch Up! Lyrics

Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance
Make 'em chacha
Put my head down for a year and the money was like Tada
Put this yeah up in her stomach tickle she like Haha
Pull this blicky out my sleeve its magic I'm like Wala
Niggas get to actin up and this bitch going grata
Yeah
She call me papa
I need my wrist on wata'
I'm the Don Dadda
I ain't wit none of that rara
These niggas my sons lemme grab the baba
I get high like Rasta but ain't sipping on flaka
Spinin 'round their block like latitude
Jamaican fine fine but she got a lil attitude
This money got 'em acting so irrational
Niggas switching up look I ain't even Mad at you
I'm used to it
My heart got so much pain so I get faded like a step back
Ain't even hop off a plane but this za done gave me jet lag
The stick tucked in the duffle take his spirit this ain't no checked bag
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance
Swing this whip like batter up
You sayin shit not adding up
Used to deal with it but now I'm done and I done had enough
Yeah yeah had it rough
(Click click)
Had a puff
Sorry if I'm forward but lil momma can you back it up
Too much hunnids in these jeans it got my pockets stuffed
Too much weed to fit this paper had to grind it up
Ion care if niggas rock wit us got glockies tucked
Basic bitch before I met her till I piped her up
Ain't touching no net when I ball I got the nicest touch
In my soul and my spirit I feel it
Lose control and I'm gone I can't steer it
I hope you hear this
Yeah
Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance

Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance
Make 'em chacha
Put my head down for a year and the money was like Tada
Put this yeah up in her stomach tickle she like Haha
Pull this blicky out my sleeve its magic I'm like Wala
Niggas get to actin up and this bitch going grata
Yeah
She call me papa
I need my wrist on wata'
I'm the Don Dadda
I ain't wit none of that rara
These niggas my sons lemme grab the baba
I get high like Rasta but ain't sipping on flaka
Spinin 'round their block like latitude
Jamaican fine fine but she got a lil attitude
This money got 'em acting so irrational
Niggas switching up look I ain't even Mad at you
I'm used to it
My heart got so much pain so I get faded like a step back
Ain't even hop off a plane but this za done gave me jet lag
The stick tucked in the duffle take his spirit this ain't no checked bag
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance
Swing this whip like batter up
You sayin shit not adding up
Used to deal with it but now I'm done and I done had enough
Yeah yeah had it rough
(Click click)
Had a puff
Sorry if I'm forward but lil momma can you back it up
Too much hunnids in these jeans it got my pockets stuffed
Too much weed to fit this paper had to grind it up
Ion care if niggas rock wit us got glockies tucked
Basic bitch before I met her till I piped her up
Ain't touching no net when I ball I got the nicest touch
In my soul and my spirit I feel it
Lose control and I'm gone I can't steer it
I hope you hear this
Yeah
Take out some racks and I ball like a pick up
Yeah
Fllr fllr flrt
Watch how I switch up
My mind ain't really in it I wish I could call you and you would pick up
Yeah
Need you to tell me keep my chin up
Yeah
Stuff a wood and spark his man's
She let me record her but ain't got no only fans
Pop one to the head
Said she never took no xanz
Might drop a woah up on my wrist to make these diamonds dance