Lyrics Switched Up (feat. Xayna & Blxty) - kkypr

Evil Empire

I count my bands up
Baby, keep your hands up
You know I got the drum like a band, bruh
Pop it like a Fanta
Got the sack like I'm Santa
Talk a lot of shit but you're posted as a stan, bruh
Fighting back, that's a little unnecessary
Little surprise attack, shoot my fucking shot like I'm Jerry
Hollow tips, leave him red like a cherry
Bad bitch, her name Mary
Shots bussin' out the sentry
I down the lean and it's barely Sprite
I got the magazine, put you right in my sight
I got some weed up at the crib
We can smoke a lot of it
Got the Glock, let it rip
Yeah, you talk a lot of shit, yeah, yeah
Turn it up
Yeah, I've heard that before
Got to smoke my leafy greens
I feel like a herbivore
Might go shop at Louis stores
Might go shop at Gucci stores
Might hit up Christian Dior
All these brands you can't afford
Yeah, you whip Honda Accords
Yeah, I pull up, man, of course
Always see me in a Porsche
Choppa leave his body torn

Choppa leave his body torn
I got money, I need more
I got choppas with the drum mags
And they ripping down his door
And I got brothers shooting shots
But they not balling in a court
And I ain't never getting caught
Always evading from the law
Friends switched up
This ain't a finale put your fists up
Like a Benihana how that boy is getting kicked up
He talking shit like he ain't a top listener
Goony with a Glock
He'll light you up like a swisher
And I don't cap now
Bitch, we talking poles
He was steady talking shit nut he don't wanna go
I'm with seph, and I'm with ##evil
Steady making dough
We attack you from the sky
Like hunter killer drones

Choppa leave his body torn up
Nah, I'm in the back
Your ass is wack
Yeah, I said that can you go, oh, oh
Bro, your ass is fumbling
All of a sudden your stumbling
Like da, da, da, da
Are you serious?
I get the bag and you furious
You takin peaks, are you curious
Ahh, ahh
The choppa do what choppa want
The choppa said he want to have fun
Feel like Oddy, got a gun
I see an opp, I got to run
I see your guts, I got to eat them
I'm craving blood, it's just the season
But the seasons gonna change
They give me a stuffy nose and I can feel it in my brain
I wake up, I'm just a mess
I can't sleep, I lay in bed
I don't care about what you said
I just wanna get some rest
We in the starry night with your arms held tight it just feels so nice
Ask if I'm all right, yeah, you don't feel great but I'll say I'm fine

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