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The new one doesn’t slap like this 😤😮‍💨🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 🔫

Best Version Ever

I like new one better

this version hits so differnt tho, its like 70s funk bro this beat is insane

The reason I like the new beat is you can hear a lil bit of a guitar riff it goes so hard🔥🔥

Just writing cause the comment count was at 666

Been hitting my gym prs to this

Holy fuck this version is way better melodically and with the low-pass on the Chorus before Herb goes in 😮‍💨

"That medicine in my body" sounds Hella better on this version lol

This verison go way to hard. should of kept it this way instead of them rapping over that nintendo ass beat

Biggg purrrr🤪🤪🤪

Brr brr switch out the glocc

This not the OG Version

Fuck the other one this the original

Switch it Up (Original) Lyrics [Intro: Pooh Shiesty] Gold Haze on the track JDFeng keep it swanging and banging Ayy [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty] Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked [Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty] Buy firearms and narcotics, do first-degree boys and robberies Had these rollin' Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects You wanna order up a hunnid? Sixty bags of 'em was garbage You know I'm slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin And no I can never put up my fire', that's a never, not even probably Since a youngin', been shit poppin', since Truey joggers and Robins We backseat nigga for flodgin', leave his head like Dennis Rodman's When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest Beside rap I was gettin' rich regardless Everybody keep on yappin' till them .62 get to sparkin' [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty & G Herbo] Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked (Ayy) [Verse 2: G Herbo] Got a .40 on me right now, I ain't never scared (Never scared, you know that) I'll shoot this bitch up right now 'cause I never cared (Bah) Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I seen some shit I never said Thinking about my boy, don't sip Rémy, I just pour it We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't catch 'em so his brother dead Bring it to your door, spent a milli', ran up four Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (Grrt) I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (Skrrt) Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain't do shit (Pussy) [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty] Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin' knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked

Literally had to switch it up

tree top piru 3333

G herbo snapped

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Spotify version best of em all

This beat trash.

This version is better the new one is hard but this one damn

Way better then the video

best version fr i can’t hear da new one shit don’t hit da same fr

The more you listen to it, the more it’s getting better

What is that instrument?

Idk must be because I heard the released version first cause I find the released version to sound better cause this sounds off but still fye

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1:37

Whats this called on apple music

I like both but the new one hit harder

Deluxe version harder but this hoe hard too💯

This beat is better then the other one

Foh the other beat better. This shit ain’t even mixed right.Dumb ass lil kids.

this one

new version much better

Ayy, just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked Buy firearms and narcotics, do first-degree boys and robberies Had these rollin' Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects You wanna order up a hunnid? 60 bags of 'em was garbage You know I'm slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin And no I can never put up my fire', that's a never, not even probably Since a youngin', been shit poppin', since Truey joggers and Robins We backseat nigga for flodgin', leave his head like Dennis Rodman's When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest (Shiesty the hardest) Beside rap, I was gettin' rich regardless I got this shit forever tatted on me, king of of my apartments Everybody keep on yappin' 'til them .62 get to sparkin' Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked (ayy) Got a .40 on me right now, I ain't never scared (never scared, know that) I'll shoot this bitch up right now 'cause I never cared (bah) Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I seen some shit I never said Thinking about my boy, don't sip Rémy, I just pour it We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't catch 'em so his brother dead Bring it to your door, spent a milli', ran up four Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (grrt) I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (skrt) Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain't do shit (pussy) Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd Blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd

y didnt they jus release dis one?

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Gold Haze on the track Ayy, just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked My operation too amazing, I pose 'cause the feds watch Buy firearms and narcotics, do first-degree boys and robberies Had these rollin' Backwoods of them dead opps, I had to spark Double cup filled up with Wocky, that medicine in my body I signed a deal and went and bought a P, put the vacuum seals in my projects You wanna order up a hunnid? 60 bags of 'em was garbage You know I'm slimy as it get, I got outta here off a noggin And no I can never put up my fire', that's a never, not even probably Since a youngin', been shit poppin', since Truey joggers and Robins We backseat nigga for flodgin', leave his head like Dennis Rodman's When I pop out Richard Mille, bet they say Shiesty the hardest (Shiesty the hardest) Beside rap, I was gettin' rich regardless I got this shit forever tatted on me, king of of my apartments Everybody keep on yappin' 'til them .62 get to sparkin' Cut the block off, start the traffic If the cops come through, this Drac' goin' park it Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd, ayy, blrrd, blrrd Just sit back, see how I play it, Shiesty switched it up a notch Let the dope cook on the stove, we turn the eye down, watch the pot 1017 'round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin' me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got 'em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps We move with flip phones and pagers 'cause them iPhones get shit locked (ayy) My operation too amazing, I pose 'cause the feds watch So I stay drippin' on the daily, I know them boy clockin' (ayy, blrrd) Got a .40 on me right now, I ain't never scared (never scared, know that) I'll shoot this bitch up right now 'cause I never cared (bah) Gangster to the core with the war like a leather-head Eyes hurt, they sore 'cause I seen some shit I never said Thinking about my boy, don't sip Rémy, I just pour it We got blow outs on the score, we couldn't catch 'em so his brother dead Bring it to your door, spent a milli', ran up four Big ol' hammer like I'm Thor 'cause my Cubans cost a hundred grand Stupid, is you stupid? I got one up, I shoot it (grrt) I got bands on a man, rock designer like I loot it Bloody hearts, I'm not cupid, seven cars, this my new whip (skrt) Front line where I stood for your hood, you ain't do shit (pussy) Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd Blrrd, big blrrd, blrrd

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still bumpin this leak

goes hard

If that high pitch piano sound was removed, this song would go way harder.

Herb went crazzzyyyy

Damn I Forgot about the original version like this one better

1:11 I love this part, the progression is amazing

Herbo bodied this shit 🤣🤟🏾💯

pffff maammma mia que beat