[Verse 1]
b*tch only mad I don't f*ck her type
Keep talking sh*t you won't get the pipe
She know my money will change her life
Now she keep hitting my phone line
f*ck a main b*tch got 12 side hoes
Stepping out the butterfly doors
I see them looking when I flaunt
Hard headed like I wear a helmet
Choppa in the back, muf*cka need a medic
He thought he knew something now his brain split
I f*ck ya side hoes then a ya main b*tch
You speaking sh*t like a muf*cka done switched
I ain't never changed on a kid
I just won't tolerate ya bullsh*t
5 deep when I vandalise ya crib
That ain't spray paint, that's blood from the brain
She love a badass spread her putang
She don't wanna ride the Ducati
She wanna ride me
She know she bossed up with a beast
Make me some money my family gon eat
Make me some money my homies gon feast
Can't hang with a sensitive b*tch
Got a scholarship on my wrist
I know she sucking di*k, I ain't even tryna kiss
I'm looking like a star, I got diamonds in it
I'm killing this sh*t I ain't finished
[Hook]
She love a rapper, yeah she love my raps
She tryna f*ck on the mat
She love a rapper, yeah she love my raps
She tryna f*ck on the mat
b*tch not my type I tell her goodbye
Have good life, yea
b*tch not my type I tell her goodbye
Have good life, yea yea
[Verse 2]
b*tch gonna swallow not spit
Every night a muf*cka lit
Bag full of cheddar like Ritz
50 AE with a kick
'Member them days I would unload a clip
Now I just pray for the b*tch
Now I just pray to get rich
Still got a Glock under that seat
Know how it get down in these streets
Make a wrong move and that's beef
I don't know how to stay meek
Gotta lot of bass in that drum
Hunna rounds in ya when I'm done
I don't keep peace
Turn ya dog in a mink
Grass greener under my feet
b*tch I bald Mr. Clean
Harder than concrete
Hoes want my car keys
b*tch on her knees
Kville muf*cka that's real
Top of the line b*tch
Red bottom heels
Supreme box logo with the Gucci slides
b*tch throwing shots join the body archive
I do this full time not part time
I don't give a sh*t about ya kids or your wife
You gotta understand this is business, right?
Put you to sleep with the tip of the knife
I gotta get the bag right now, f*ck a 9 to 5
Sleep where the sun don't shine
Party every night, b*tch
[Hook]
She love a rapper, yeah she love my raps
She tryna f*ck on the mat
She love a rapper, yeah she love my raps
She tryna f*ck on the mat
b*tch not my type I tell her goodbye
Have good life, yea
b*tch not my type I tell her goodbye
Have good life, yea yea