Type Shit
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit yo bitch she is with it
This the type of shit that makes niggas mad
Cause I pulls up and I handles my business
In and out I can't sit for too long
Road running I'm in love with the road
Action callin another 40 for yo
Bean in my system I'm feeling bold
Don't trust that bitch she is a hoe
Don't ride w that nigga cause he is gone fold
Don't ride w them niggas them niggas is hoes
Stay in your lane and stack all your pros
Them people want problems aight you already know
Any nigga wanna pop out then we gone pop em' down leave that lil nigga in bold
Make sure that his body roll his body is cold
Nobody can understand
The people they froze, they pointing fingers
Yeah they looking like oh damn, another one gone
Need my money I ain't waiting I'm gone
Best to hit me on my cellular phone
I don't talk if it ain't about dough or nini calling sayin nigga cmon
I love the feeling of thumbing thorough money it's puts my mind at ease
It makes me feel whole
I love the feeling of thumbing thorough money it's puts my mind at ease
It makes me feel whole
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit yo bitch she is with it
This the type of shit that makes niggas mad
Cause I pulls up and I handles my business
In and out I can't sit for too long
Road running I'm in love with the road
Action callin another 40 for yo
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit yo bitch she is with it
This the type of shit that makes niggas mad
Cause I pulls up and I handles my business
In and out I can't sit for too long
Road running I'm in love with the road
Action callin another 40 for yo
Bean in my system I'm feeling bold
Don't trust that bitch she is a hoe
Don't ride w that nigga cause he is gone fold
Don't ride w them niggas them niggas is hoes
Stay in your lane and stack all your pros
Them people want problems aight you already know
Any nigga wanna pop out then we gone pop em' down leave that lil nigga in bold
Make sure that his body roll his body is cold
Nobody can understand
The people they froze, they pointing fingers
Yeah they looking like oh damn, another one gone
Need my money I ain't waiting I'm gone
Best to hit me on my cellular phone
I don't talk if it ain't about dough or nini calling sayin nigga cmon
I love the feeling of thumbing thorough money it's puts my mind at ease
It makes me feel whole
I love the feeling of thumbing thorough money it's puts my mind at ease
It makes me feel whole
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit you gotta go get it
This the type of shit yo bitch she is with it
This the type of shit that makes niggas mad
Cause I pulls up and I handles my business
In and out I can't sit for too long
Road running I'm in love with the road
Action callin another 40 for yo
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Writer(s): Andre Childs-haywood
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