Текст песни Changing Up - Launte

Every time I hit a bitch and dip they say I'm changing up
Bitch I got money otw, I can't be waiting up
Pass me the ball imma shoot I ain't gone lay it up
Bring the diamond tester out yo shit don't weigh enough
Pop two beans last night that's why I'm staying up
This hoe mad she call my phone she just saying stuff
The opp dropped his location he ain't said shit in months
Why the fucc I ain't cough nigga if you said it's Runtz

Why the fucc I ain't cough nigga if you said it's bag
I'm smoking Tiramisu I just grabbed a half
When I'm with my white boys I be smoking dabs
It's 200 in this bitch I pray to God I don't crash
How you say you fucc wit me but you put me last?
I was fucced up had to find a way to make some cash
I changed up I bought my bitch the expensive bag
I changed up don't smoke OG on expensive bag
I changed up me and then old niggas don't rocc the same
I don't even like the watch imma grab the chain
Bro brought out 2ks nigga like the game
He was the realest nigga around until I came

Bitched on me I'm changing up
First place ain't no catching up
Hollow tips gone blow a nigga brain he try to fucc wit us
Lil nigga always acting scary tell 'em toughen up
If I catch 'em laccin put the guns down and rough em up
Been this shit since I was little
Straight to the plug don't need a middle man
Can't play me not a fiddle
We gone spin his blocc no ceiling fan
Don't play with me lil nigga
I keep the fuccin heat give him a tan
Why you trying to beef lil nigga
Go get you some pussy, get a bag
I ain't even coughing off this shit this ain't no gas nigga
Red and Blue lights in my rear view I do the dash nigga
Try me now they never heard of you just ask the last nigga
Bitches always know who next well I'm the last nigga
Forcing my way to this checc
Throwing bows like Ron Artest
Ain't new to this bitch I'm a vet
Blacc Nine, this bitch my pet
Three shots I catch a nigga talking out his fuccin necc
He changing up, man these niggas foul like it's fucc a ref

Bitch want Matsuhisa, she say Benni's not enough
Poppin bottles with some yellow hoes but we ain't drinking duff
A lotta ppl started switching on me when I had it rough
I'm Rollin up all day but you can't get a puff
Nah you can't get a hit
If you see me out wit da guys we got them sticcs
Got yo bitch on her knees covering me in spit
Boa ya living life like a skit, caught up and you gone admit
Sumn like a gossip girl
Thinking Bro forgot his name, new card he got say Earl
Gone run a bag up til it make me earl
All my bitches want diamonds they don't do pearls

I been talking to my nigga and he told me you the one
Imma kill em with my verse I ain't gotta use my gun
I give my bitch what she want, but I ain't never gave a fucc
Niggas feeling like they mighty tell them niggas better ducc
I been doing all this shopping
And I got plenty options
Like these bitches in my phone I pass off like I'm Stockton
I'm amazing to these hoes, have them bitches jaw dropping
And I stay buffed up, I got Cartier options
But you a sad case
Anytime I don't make some money that's a bad day
You was hot last summer now you in the ashtray
Niggas sleeping in me well nigga this the last day

Every time I hit a bitch and dip they say I'm changing up
Bitch I got money otw, I can't be waiting up
Pass me the ball imma shoot I ain't gone lay it up
Bring the diamond tester out yo shit don't weigh enough
Pop two beans last night that's why I'm staying up
This hoe mad she call my phone she just saying stuff
The opp dropped his location he ain't said shit in months
Why the fucc I ain't cough nigga if you said it's Runtz?