Some Typa Way

I’m feeling some type of way I been tryna push yo head back Spin down your block I wanna hit that They tell me I’m the shit I already fucken knew that I see some fine bitches might just hit that Then pass em to the clique Don’t change on me for a blue strip We on a race to win f*ck the bullshit Trust we all gone eat Don’t change on me for a blue strip We on a race to win f*ck the bs I’m always with the clique Ayy all my niggas got the full clip You better think twice with them loose lips You actin like a bitch Ugh I smell that pussy like a fish I’m on a mission to get rich, won’t trust a bitch I gotta stick to the script All my niggas on some bullshit Might f*ck your girl & drive her new whip We driftin down the streets Look like Toreto on the wheel I been so hungry I ain’t even had a meal You just a kid like lil bill Back tf up get tf on Bars so clean I don’t need features for no songs Can’t wait for shows When bitches taken their clothes off Louie thongs on my side bitch I’m taking those off I take too many drugs I know it’s bad but I be to on I don’t rock no truie Cause I see the fake shit you on Rolling up my woods While yo girl suckin my ding dong I know you f*ck with me Just like your family I’m your ringtone They at me everywhere but won’t slide up When all the beef comes I’m with that stupid shit Just get at me & we can do some The dice is being rolled but this ain’t Yahtzee ima shoot some She chewin on my kids Like I busted out some damn gum I know these bitches love me I can see it I get fan love Or maybe people finally see I’m gettin all my racks up Views are goin up Guess it’s time to push my tax up Old bitches hit my line But I ignore them they just act up Hate being it surrounded I need everyone to back up Know most of you niggas on my line So y’all can have some Can’t have none Done fucken with fake niggas That ain’t on none I’m on one & if I ever win y’all ain’t on none I’m feeling some type of way I been tryna push yo head back Spin down your block I wanna hit that They tell me I’m the shit I already fucken knew that I see some fine bitches might just hit that Then pass em to the clique Don’t change on me for a blue strip We on a race to win f*ck the bullshit Trust we all gone eat Don’t change on me for a blue strip We on a race to win f*ck the bs