switch IT up (feat. GH二伯, no more heroes)

Gold Haze on the track
JDFeng keep it swanging and banging
No More Heroes, man, ready for this new shit
Ayy
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 aint had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top
Left two men down, we got em shot, blrrd, blrrd, 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 amazing, I pose cause the feds watch
Buy firearms and narcotics, do 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 hunnid? Sixty bags of em was garbage
You know Im slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin
And no I can never put up my fire, thats a never, not even probably
Since a youngin, been shit poppin, since Truey joggers and Robins
We backseat nigga for flodgin, leave his head like Dennis Rodmans
When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest (Shiesty the hardest)
Beside rap I was gettin rich regardless
I got this shit forever tatted on me, king of of my apartments
Everybody keep on yappin till them .62 get to sparkin
Cut the block off, start the traffic
If the cops come through, this Drac goin park it
Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd, ayy, blrrd, blrrd
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 aint had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top
Left two men down, we got em shot, blrrd, blrrd, 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 amazing, I pose cause the feds watch
So I stay drippin on the daily, I know them boy clockin (Ayy, blrrd)
Got a .40 on me right now, I aint never scared (Never scared, you know that)
Ill 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 about my boy, dont sip Rémy, I just pour it
We got blow outs on the score, we couldnt catch em so his brother dead
Bring it to your door, spent a milli, ran up four
Big ol hammer like Im Thor cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand
Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (Grrt)
I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it
Bloody hearts, Im not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (Skrrt)
Front line where I stood for your hood, you aint do shit (Pussy, **** nigga)
Blrrd (Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
(Blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd)