Onion (feat. Blacsoldier & OneOfNone)

Type shit, I'm the type nigga can't even say who done it You think my nigga work for Walmart He walked in with bag of onions Bitch thought I was chasing her must thought she was the back or some OG don't do no digital real dope boy shit it's cash or nothing Give me a key, I'm flipping that come back with some, start with a button Go chase that pape, the baddest bitch gon' wanna f*ck all of a sudden Like the way the money feel, can't cap the money, the only thing that I'm touching Can't go for it, I stand for something, nigga, so I don't go for nothing Yeah, the type of nigga that'll get you wacked, won't even pay a penny Flew to Washington, back to the A feel like I'm Michael Pennix These niggas be broke as f*ck, leave me alone, can't even pay attention Cashed out on that RT Hemi Before you see me, you'll hear my engine Can't even see this bitch, it's tented cashed out on the pointer I've never been the type of nigga to blend in When I pop it, don't get offended I already heard you niggas some bitches I feel like a granny I keep me a switch I'm with some killers, just check the attendance Real player type shit Type shit, I'm the type nigga can't even say who done it You think my nigga work for Walmart He walked in with bag of onions Bitch thought I was chasing her must thought she was the back or some OG don't do no digital real dope boy shit it's cash or nothing Give me a key, I'm flipping that come back with some, start with a button Go chase that pape, the baddest bitch gon' wanna f*ck all of a sudden Like the way the money feel, can't cap the money, the only thing that I'm touching Can't go for it, I stand for something, nigga, so I don't Go for shit Just took a shower with your hoe, she gon' hold it while I piss And I'm gon' slam like I'm on raw, pop my shit like I'm the Miz Look, I know you said you love me, I don't care, I want your friend Hold on, yeah, I grabbed your hair, gave a f*ck about your wig I don't got time for that shit, I ain't got the patience My lil' bro be high as shit, he working on his aviation She ask me who you think you is, rocking coats off Raising kanan He complain about that bag, and ain't doing shit to change it I see these niggas steady bitching, she throw pussy like it's discus I told lil' baby I'm a dawg, they need to throw me in the clinic I met a bad bitch from the Bay, she 22 like Andrew Wiggins Shit if I ever hit rock bottom, bro gon' teach me how to mix My dawg be popping all these pills, that's the only way he feel me Shit if I ever take a kneel that's the only way they kill me She get one time, we can chill, after that, she get the real me And I won't never miss a meal, want my head, the nigga feel free Type shit, I'm the type nigga can't even say who done it You think my nigga work for Walmart He walked in with bag of onions Bitch thought I was chasing her must thought she was the back or some OG don't do no digital real dope boy shit it's cash or nothing Give me a key, I'm flipping that come back with some, start with a button Go chase that pape, the baddest bitch gon' wanna f*ck all of a sudden Like the way the money feel, can't cap the money, the only thing that I'm touching Can't go for it, I stand for something, nigga, so I don't go for nothing