All Typëz Changëd lyrics

(Woo, huh)
I'm back on my bullsh*t (Yeah)
I'm back on my—, yeah-ah-ah (Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Yeah-ah), ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
I'm back on my, uh, bullsh*t (Orlavish, yeah)
I'm back on my, uh, bullsh*t (Yeah)
I said I changed, but it's all bullsh*t (Yeah, you know me)
Pull up on me (pinkgrillz), yeah, lick that di*k, yeah (Oh)

All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of b*tches, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don't do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I alrеady told you the truth, tell me, how I liе? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)

Yeah, pull up on me, yeah, lick my di*k (Skrr)
Yeah, whole lot of money on me, b*tch, I'm way too rich, yeah (Yeah)
I said I changed but it's all bullsh*t (Bullsh*t)
I said I changed but it's all bullsh*t (Yeah)
Got all these chains on me, boy, I'm cool as sh*t

Bad b*tch, saying that she love me when I f*ck her face
Barely, I could see, b*tch, I bought a crib in space
If you ask me, I'ma tell you nothing, that's the way I am
Different color diamonds, watch them hit, I'm Murakami, man
I just boot up on this f*cking bean, she lick my privates, man
Richer than a b*tch so just tell me, why'd I lie to them?
I just be living day by day, got no accomplishments
Yeah, I'm in the Trackhawk goin' ninety-five to the West
I'm on 55th, goin' a hundred fifty-five the buildin'
Yeah, I talked to the Grim Reaper, they bullets out they chest (Yeah)

I see all this cabbage coming in, I bet you tally it (Bad taste)
I got all this money coming in, I'm 'bout to bury it ('Bout to bury)
When the fame come, yeah, sh*t can get scarier
b*tch, I'm already up, you in the past, kiss my derriere

Believe they out they head
Best believe they cryin' 'bout the sh*t they never f*ckin' did (Hell yeah)
Best believe that they b*tch is for the streets, she givin' head (Yeah)
My twizzy pull up, get they wig split, yeah
b*tch pull up and she do banana splits, yeah (pinkgrillz)
She drink it up, she don't spit (Yeah)
I remember back when we was all kids (Ha)
I was nine years old when I had my first kiss (Sex), yeah
Give a f*ck what your brother do, b*tch, tell me what you did or what you doin' (Ah)
This not Scooby Doo, my dawg'll pull up and light 'em, talkin' 'bout "Zoink"
I can't talk to the law, b*tch, all I heard was "Oink"
Beah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
They said that I'm the G.O.A.T, they said it's on point
Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Yeah, wake up in the morning, I get booted up (Yeah, woo)

[Chorus]
Yeah, money on me, yeah, I'm too legit, yeah (Ah)
Yeah, pull up on me, yeah, lick my di*k (Woo, woo)
Yeah, pull up on me, yeah, lick my di*k (Skrr)
Yeah, whole lot of money on me, b*tch, I'm way too rich, yeah (Yeah)
I said I changed but it's all bullsh*t (Bullsh*t)
I said I changed but it's all bullsh*t (Yeah)
Got all these chains on me, boy, I'm cool as sh*t
Got all these chains on me, yeah, I'm cold as sh*t (Cold as sh*t)
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of b*tches, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don't do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)