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switchin the crowd - jaeychino lyrics

[intro]
sh*t tms gang, sh*t too many
sh*t, too many strikers, i’m missin’ my
i’m on my, i’m on my, i’m on my
uh (phew)
oh, yeah (baow)
comin’ through your hood, blowin’ up every street
slime, slime, slime, oh, yeah
(phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)

[chorus]
high as sh*t in the air, snuck drank on the plane (high as sh*t in)
that n*gga gon’ die, he keep chasin’ that fame (baow)
smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (frrt)
in the spot right now, just me and my k!llers
we creepin’ up, n*gga, we ain’t makin’ no sounds
spot a opp in the mall and i’m switchin’ the crowd (frrt)
bro rollin’ up some slatt sh*t, hit like somethin’ loud
your man got hit, stop askin’ us how (baow)

[verse]
i’ma ysl her, i’ma buy her a purse
man, i know i’m dead wrong if i buy her a kurt
every dream not real, sh*t end with a curse
bro lyin’ to his doctor, he geekin’ for percs
sh*t, hedi my jeans (sh*t, hedi my), i ain’t rockin’ amiri
put my stick to the opps, they gon’ run like sha’carri (baow)
and y’all n*ggas gon’ die, keep believin’ ’em theories
made a name in the kitchen, i feel like guy fieri (got what?)
i cherish my life ’cause i know i’m a target
the creek ain’t nothin’, so we gon to the— what?
put a pause in that sh*t, young n*gga just stop it (stop that sh*t)
i was jammin’ like sh*t, catchin’ hits, right on lock (what?)
man, i really got ties when i bip through the city (man, i really got what?)
she callin’ my phone like, “boo, can get you me?” (what?)
wave my stick in the air, like i’m starrin’ on disney (phew*phew*phew)
i’m missin’ my dog and i’m screamin’ free sinny (baow)
[chorus]
high as sh*t in the air, snuck drank on the plane (what?)
that n*gga gon’ die, he keep chasin’ that fame
smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (got a what?)
in the spot right now, just me and my k!llers
we creepin’ up, n*gga, we ain’t makin’ no sounds (no what?)
spot a opp in the mall and i’m switchin’ the crowd
bro rollin’ up some slatt sh*t, hit like somethin’ loud
your man got hit, stop askin’ us how (baow)
high as sh*t in the air, spilled drank on the plane (high as sh*t in the)
that n*gga gon’ die, he keep chasin’ that fame (what?)
smack a zen on my gun, got a binary trigger (got a what?)
in the spot right now, just me and my k!llers
we creepin’ up, n*gga, we ain’t makin’ no sounds
spot a opp in the mall and i’m switchin’ ’em down (frrt, baow)
bro rollin’ up some slatt sh*t, hit like somethin’ loud (baow)
your man got hit, stop askin’ us how (baow)

[outro]
uh, oh, yeah
la*da*da*da*da*da*da*da
slime, slime, slime, oh, yeah

- jaeychino lyrics

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