Baby Killa - Switchs in da car Lyrics

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
I'm the bitch, they good, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
I can't f*ck with all this while they mad, they want me dropped, mm

I can't lie, I get that drink on, I'ma feel like a funny kill
I don't even give a f*ck bout the kids, I f*ck with God, I'm finna drill
Get that drop, we fly to Crete, I blow that lil' birdie when we kill
Westside be the best, I catch it all, we send shot through Israel

I don't even give a f*ck bout the opps, I want them dead, they want me killed
They just want me killed, I'm thinkin' bout the kids, I know I want them killed
I don't even give a f*ck bout the opps, they drop the dots, I want them killed
Pitted 150 up on his six, tryna play, I get him killed

I get the drop, we gon' Crete, leave back door, I'ma tell the kid, can't kill him again
These rabbit shit ain't goin' out right, I'ma give me a Glock, I'ma kill his man, hm
I love to spend them blocks, hop out the wood, got a brand new Glock
I'm tryna f*ck up his block, run side the wood, finna f*ck up his block

He tryna run, he ain't get too far, be outside the wood, got his Glock switches
Tryna run, yeah, you bound to get popped, lil' bruh, I fill with switches
Get that drop, we goin' to Crete, lil' bro can't run up, you get popped
I put a bullet inside your head, lil' bro can't run up, you get popped

I put a switch in the back of my Glock, he tryna run, I'm bound to get popped
I put a 3D switch in the back of my Glock, he run up, he get popped
All these bitches hate me, hm, I put a bullet inside my Glock
He tryna run, he's one in the head, no need to call, hm

I put a switch in the back of my Glock, tryna run up, boy, yo, I get popped
I put a switch in the back of my Glock, don't run up, boy, I tie that button super fast, you get a spot
I don't even care about the odds, we sweep him up and get him caught
I put a bullet inside the head, too good, don't run up, you get popped

Draco, I come through his block, everybody get killed in it, mm, mm, mm, goddamn
We tryna spin through a block with the Draco, lil' bruh, we done, I run up, hm
I get the Draco, come through, clap it, RIP, sound like a trumpet, hm
Pop out the club with the Draco, hm, bruh, you can't run up, I shoot your face

Tryna run up, I'll tap your face, you got a Glock 23 and I'll tap your face, goddamn
Put a switch in the back of my Glock, I bet that big old fag
Catch the opp up at the store, we leave a call and then we dash
He tryna run me and get to the front door, slide that whip and throw it in the dash

He tryna run me and get to the front door, slide that whip and throw it in the dash