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switch tha flow - kayell lyrics

[verse 1]
i got on my 98’s, still f*ck with 97’s
and if that n*gga play, mayell he gon send them to heaven
i ain’t talking a marching band but all of my n*ggas you know we be steppin
and i come from the lou, used to stay in the south, my n*gga that’s what i’m reppin
and i’ll beat a n*gga like tekken, or i’ll beat a n*gga like floyd
and she say i’m too quiet for her then i hit from the back now she singing like lloyd
and i need a check with like six digits, you know i got tired of void
the 808 hitting hard but this sh*t light, i’m gon call this sh*t board
and i remember them broke days, now i be shining, flashing
if he talk out his neck then i’m crashing
took respect i got tired of asking
for the money my palms be itching
but nah i ain’t talking a rash
in a hemi i’m breaking the dash
one time they still on my ass
snap back, n*ggas cap for real
tom cruise, they gon act for real
run it up like it’s track for real
i’m lowkey watch your back for real
no saran, i can w(rap) for real
so many bands i need stacks for real
we catch your mans if he lack for real
she did a dance, i might clap for real
and young mayell tryna clear out a city
and i got so much money in my pockets, look like my jeans got titties
and if i get crossed once ain’t no other chance, cause i ain’t biggie
and if n*ggas want the pressure, i’ma bring it, don’t give a f*ck who wit me
watch your head boy get low, on your dread, on your fro
ride like pegs and she gon go, in my bed we gon flow
i never needed a cosign, i’ma be up in no time
and i don’t got to speak, i let the numbers talk and you know i’ma show mine
hop in the stu and it’s go time, right now you watching a pro shine
and i’m not in a rush to get to the top, i just stay on my slow grind
and these n*ggas know i been the best
don’t gotta front, don’t gotta flex
two minutes and i’m saying next
already put this beat to rest
ain’t no more crying, no more stress
i’m working more and thinking less
yesterday, your girl was reaching for the johnson and i was in her dress
extra cautious, i know these n*ggas be plotting, i know these n*ggas be lame
and tell ole girl who think she playing these n*ggas, don’t even mention my name
[interlude]
facts
nah like real sh*t, real facts
i’m just f*cking around tho, this just a lil freestyle
you know
what i said

[verse 2]
you know i ball like whiteside, got left you wasn’t on the right side
she tryna go on a night ride, bent over and showed me the light side
i’ma teach you a lesson, b*tch stop all that flexing
ain’t no second guessing, better ask god for blessings
and we got ar’s, mp7, 11, all type of weapons
i can’t do no stressing, put you in deep depression
they know i spit that fire, on a roll like a tire
think he hot but i’m higher, she a hoe so i called her a*

(d*mn thats the beat?)
(*laughs*)
(ight sh*t)
(314 to everywhere)
(versatile)

- kayell lyrics

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