This is a song about "Switch up"

Switch up, now i don't wanna go gangster now, don't want to provoke

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Electrical impulses bright in plain start to force the switch

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

Click clack with a switch fat

This is why her nigga mad

Da nigga still fucked 'round. yo, hit da kill switch

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Ima switch it up real fast

Me and my affiliates the hottest in the city bitch

In the middle of nowhere my mind on off switch

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

You tellin me things that switch up my style, i dont need that