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“switch talkin’ reckless” - reeko brimz & savage lurkk lyrics

[intro: reeko brimz]
(ayy metro vxn turn me up)
yeah, b*tch…
ion’ know what the f*ck they talkin’ bout
(we on that sh*t today, gang)
come on

[verse 1: reeko brimz]
b*tch talk crazy, i’m uppin’ this fire (bah, bah)
jump on his porch, b*tch, i’m kickin’ his door, don’t try to retire
catch him lackin’, he screamin’ like choir
switch on the glock got the b*tch soundin’ wired (grrt, grrt)
he run fast, i run faster
beat on his ass like i’m fightin’ my pastor
b*tch, i’m a demon, i’m movin’ disaster
hollow tip bullets gon’ flip him like plasma
dirty ass boy, he broke like a chapter
blew through his hoodie, sh*t tear like a rafter
walk his ass down, b*tch, it won’t even matter (walk his ass)
i’m dumpin’, no thinkin’, i’m shootin’ right after
f*ck his gang, his whole block splatter
b*tch, i’m rich, pockets fatter
he tried to duck, but that switch move faster
hit up his spine, now he walk like a stagger
(yeah, p*ssy)
[bridge: reeko brimz & savage lurkk]
(grrt, grrt, grrt*bow)
come here, b*tch
you know how the f*ck we comin’
i’m dumpin’, dumpin’ (bah*bah)
no talkin’, gang
lurkk finna spazz this b*tch
yeah, slide on they whole d*mn strip

[verse 2: savage lurkk]
caught him lackin’, he fold like a napkin
b*tch, i’m clappin’, no cappin’, i’m blastin’ (grrt)
f*ck all the talkin’, they woofin’ and yappin’
hit his ass up, now his body subtractin’
suckin’ my d*ck, b*tch gaggin’, gaspin’
i’m a cold assh0l*, i ain’t showin’ no passion
slide in a trackhawk, b*tch, i’m mashin’
let off a switch, got his whole gang dashin’
f*ck his crew, they soft like fabric
i don’t do runnin’, i’m worse than a habit
10mm blow his chest through the attic
he cry like a b*tch, his soul automatic (soul flew)
ain’t no missin’, i’m pressin’ the static
opp tried woofin’, got turned to a caption
yeah—
“rest in p*ss,” that’s the only reaction (p*ssy)
[verse 3: reeko brimz]
i’m uppin’ these bullets, i’m dumpin’ these sh*lls
b*tch ass talkin’, get hit where he dwell
we slide through the 9 like we ringin’ a bell
he trip on the curb, got dropped where he fell
glock got a drum like i’m bangin’ adele (boom, boom)
don’t ask about sh*t, b*tch, you know what i sell
i’m not with the talkin’, i’m raisin’ some h*ll
shot through his hoodie, now that b*tch look pale
f*ck all the rumors, f*ck all the tales
we liftin’ his body like it’s on a scale

[verse 4: savage lurkk]
walk his ass down, i’m fiendin’ to score
shot through the window, he dropped on the floor
ayy f*ck all that talkin’, i’m ready for war (grrt)
shot his lip off, he ain’t woofin’ no more
ain’t signin’ no deals unless i want more
left his ass bleedin’ right there by the store
hit and i dip, b*tch, i’m out the door
we tweakin’, b*tch, we up this score

[outro: savage lurkk & reeko brimz]
b*tch, we tweakin’
grrt*bow, grrt*bow
shot his ass talkin’, now he quiet as sh*t
yeah, b*tch
this that switch talkin’ reckless sh*t
(808 feralboy, you crazy)

- reeko brimz savage lurkk lyrics

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