[Intro]

Huh

Ooh, yeah, yeah

Bruno

Bruno, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

I will never switch up, oh no

Smokin' gas on my lonely, yeah, yeah, Pluto

And I got her dreamin' 'bout the dick, like ooh-oh

And I might just sing to your bitch like Bruno, Bruno Mars

[Verse 1]

Rockin' designer, got fashion now

Still won't flex on my people

Chasin' a bag the fastest route

I ain't worried 'bout a freak ho

We look through the scope like a peephole

Then send 'em three shots like cee-lo

Skate off the scene, I'm laughin' now

Like pussy nigga, we not equal

I'm off the beans, I'm crashin' out

Shoot a nigga like a basket

Bitch, I'll stretch out like a jacket

Lay an opp down in a casket, yeah

Get your ass creased like some khakis

Step in these streets, that's what happen

Step in these streets, that's what happen

My lifestyle so tragic

[Chorus]

I will never switch up, oh no

Smokin' gas on my lonely, yeah, yeah, Pluto

And I got her dreamin' 'bout the dick, like ooh-oh

And I might just sing to your bitch like Bruno, Bruno Mars

[Verse 2]

These niggas know that I'm hard

Off the gas, I'm on Mars

If I start, I'm gon' finish

Why would I speak on some shit I ain't did it?

And they gotta drop a bag just to see me

Fuck a price tag, walk in the mall and get it

Young nigga came from rags to riches

Young nigga was fuckin' the baddest bitches

My four-door like how a young nigga was livin'

When I started rappin', wasn't nobody else with me

My mama told me that was a bad decision

I was just laughin' and listenin'

'Cause I knew I would shake somethin'

Young nigga made somethin' out of nothin'

'Cause he hit like Bruno Mars

Remember pullin' up two-door cars

Wakin' up early morning, know I gotta pray

'Cause a lot of fuck niggas wanna take my place

For the first nigga play, oh

No, you won't see tomorrow

No, you won't see tomorrow

Fuck nigga might see the stars

One thing I know...

I'ma make it home today

[Chorus]

I will never switch up, oh no

Smokin' gas on my lonely, yeah, yeah, Pluto

And I got her dreamin' 'bout the dick, like ooh-oh

And I might just sing to your bitch like Bruno, Bruno Mars