Ain't the Type

Wock, yeah Tris, woah Wock, yeah Tris, woah I'm boutta blow like a cyst Passing the blunt like assist Ran out of dope I'm so pissed She wanna give me a kiss Shooting my shot, I don't miss Your girl so in love with my lisp Shorty told me she in love with me I told shorty, "come and f*ck with me" You can go and run a buck with me Keep true, be a buck with me Jeep truck when I'm in the city My bro keep it tucked, 50 251 and we going 60, but times two How many times you been lied to? I hope you're counting all my lies too How many dudes have you cried to? If I hurt you baby, I ain't try to I just been living my life the way I wanna live it it's really been nice Saving my money from masters and rights, ain't the type to go spend it on ice I ain't the type to go spend it on hoes I ain't the type to go spend it on broads Bro went and threw his pole in the river I had to buy him a brand new rod Kartier Dub I be killing these beats It do not matter who's doing the prod I'm boutta blow like a bitch on her knees My flow be knocking, I know they gon' nod Yeah, what My flow be knocking, I know it be hitting Kartier Dub, yeah, I'm back on my grind You know I'm back on my mission These broke ass hoes, they tryna get in my show Can't even pay the admission I'm boutta blow, yeah, you already know Heat in the stu' like a kitchen I'm in the stu' tryna make me a hit Turn off your music, your music is shit I know they mad that I'll always be better So why the f*ck you think that I keep a grip? Hop in the 'Rango we go for a trip Lean in my cup so you know I'm gon' sip Mixing the marijuana with the codeine Yeah, I'm higher than a fucking blimp I don't care about a hoe Imma just stay posted up right here, yeah, with my bro Got a lot of shit I need to say, so you'll hear the shit when I blow Hear the drip talk, see the drip walk Maison Margiela my toe, baby girl I just really need to know How many times you been lied to? I hope you're counting all my lies too How many dudes have you cried to? If I hurt you baby, I ain't try to I just been living my life the way I wanna live it It's really been nice Saving my money from masters and rights Ain't the type to go spend it on ice I ain't the type to go spend it on hoes I ain't the type to go spend it on broads Bro went and threw his pole in the river I had to buy him a brand new rod Kartier Dub I be killing these beats It do not matter who's doing the prod I'm boutta blow like a bitch on her knees My flow be knocking, I know they gon' nod