NBA YoungBoy - No Switch (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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NBA YoungBoy - No Switch (en) Lyrics
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Grr, bow, bow, bitch
These niggas hoes (Ayy, chase him)
You already know how I get
down, you heard me?
These bitch ass niggas
You know how it turn out every time
(You already know, bitch)
You heard me? I'm out that
north (That Northside)
You heard me? Make pistols
spark, you heard me?
They be hard, you heard me?
They be like Yamahas, you heard me?
All these niggas talkin' 'bout them
switches, choppa came automatic
Red flag, you know the business
Pop his ass, we drop his ass
That be that green flag activity
All these niggas talkin'
'bout killin' me
So bet, let's get it started
They know I been a murder man
We bust his brain, jump in that water
Hold on, swim like you a shark, bitch
Show him he a goldfish, show
him how that pole hit
Walk down wit' that four-nick'
Hold on, talkin' bout
that glizzy switch
My nigga, get your soul lit
Know you heard 'bout all these
bodies, we be wildin'
That gravediggin' shit
Pallbearers bring your body
to the grave (Mm-hmm)
Don't do no missin' wit' these K's,
and that's on Dave (Mm-hmm)
Don't give a fuck about where you from
We leave you slumped,
and that's on Dump
On bottom, the Draco got a drum
Come out the window, then
we dump (Bow, bow)
Leave him dead, bro,
don't call my phone
I'm bein' investigated
by DOJ and the Feds
Slime gon' have the money,
where you stay at?
I'm a child, that's how I play it
Watchin' 'toons while gettin' head
Backyardigans inside my bed
Then I switch to Bob the Builder
Take a bitch then body build her
They know I like bodies, I catch
bodies wit' the slimest niggas
They know I be wildin', from my
mama house, I shot a nigga
Fuck it, shoulda split his fitted
All these pussy niggas talkin'
'bout them switches, this
choppa came automatic
They know I been a murder mane
Shawty got that ass, that's my
lil' baby, I buy her a bottle
Don Julio, plus my lil' four,
he got all them narcotics
1942, or pour a four, I
go to diddy boppin'
Makeup on my face, or either way, bitch,
you don't want my problems
They know I'm gon' see about it
They know I don't give no fuck
They know they don't want to see Lul
Tim jump from out that truck
They know Quando rollin' like them
60s, buck, he put you up
Know I'm a thug ass nigga out that
north, and I'ma throw it up
And I'm in this bitch, I whacked
that bitch but innocent
I buy my babymama anything, bitch,
'cause I'm really rich
I pull up on that silly shit, I'm
laughin', but it turn out bad
Try to fight me, I'ma pop you daddy
4MATIC, you can catch me in
that Maybach flashin'
This choppa came automatic
Nigga, I'm way from the South, bitch
I'm from the bottom of the-
I'm from the bottom of the motherfuckin'
United States
You heard me?
We ain't nothin' but some
alligators, you heard me
Some rapper slayers,
you already know, 4
You know it, whole lot of
convicts and shit (Haha)
Pussy ass nigga, they don't like me
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