Switches

Laying back, Tommy bag

Diamond belt

Smoking gas, killing bitches.

I feel like a gang-star

Plaid pants, crop top, diamond chain.

Black shades.

Drop a bag, iced out wrist. Now they pissed

Cause I’m the best

She wants Percocets, drop the Addie.

No Grammies. I’m living tho

Dying to spar, This joint hard, slimes out

Trying to race, black tints

Seats mint. Twinnin tho

Gangshit. Black boots. Black strap,

black cap. Now we back.

Smoking Gas, with the Mack’s, they don’t lack. Strolled up like I cream Van

No sprinkles

Said she felt a lil tingle.

Said I was pretty like the bumble bee

Two buns

No pun call me chun

Laying back tommie bag, there no jabs

We don’t drag

Got the strap diamond belt

Iced out wrist now they pissed

Red rabbit, then she grabbed it

With the ice, there’s no price

I was winnin all my life

No past tense.

Laying back, tommie bag, there’s no jabs , we don’t drag got the strap, diamond belt

Iced out wrist now they pissed

Red Rabbit, then she grabbed it.

With the ice, there’s no price.

I was winnin all my life

No past tense

-Switch mode-

Laced up, pink prints,

Leopard seats, brand new

They was mint, sprinkles two

Got the uzi, called up Lucy said she dropping fades too

Sweet taste, apple faced, no shade, custom made.

On a roll it’s a heist, sitting court side

But they outside

Shootin dice

With my hoops, shooting 3s, where the Tree

Stay at ease, this is free.

Cause I Skated on em

And they waited on em

We was drunk in love like yonce n ‘em

Had him Standin on the sun with his jays on

Power For Hours

Catch them channeling my essence on Queen

The only presence they claiming they cared for.

Used and abused her.

Tried to double back

off the piggy bank

now that piggies back.

They wanna confess their love.

When the Goddess arrived they tried doing Me in .

Tried to get a lil witchy and I eclipsed that.

Followed them to Paris and she paying for din.

Heavy on the trendsetter cause I erased him.

Interior design got me on my masked model shit.

Hailed as a brilliant one cause I’m the star of the hour.

A friend of the president, cousin of the mayor said he looking for some art.

Told him meet me at Gotham Court - out in Mount Sinai.

Idk if he was Batman or what but he said that, “I could call him 117 and this ain’t no order 66 but he could definitely end the scene.”

Call him man of the hour then he through on some power

Or was it empire

Idk but I’m the Queen and he king to these cowards

Sitting on the sofa, got me smelling right

He bout to kill this flower.