(F*ck the fire, we got grease) huh?
Uh uh, ah ah uh uh, ah
Huh?
If I take a nigga bitch on a trip
He ain't gon' get her back
Put her on a flight overnight
I'm really into that pussy good as hell
Take her in Chanel to get a bag
She buy me Amiri every month
We goin' tit-for [Dm7]tat
Alexander Wang for [Dm7]my [A]one thing
That's chump change
She gon' go to [C7]Hutch, ice me up
She know I love chains
She just wanna see a skinny
Nigga in some buff frames
She know I spend that shit, plus I tuck pape'
Real stɾeet nigga, I'm every bitch type
Young ɾich nigga, I'm evеry bitch type
I be [Am]with drug dealеrs, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto [C7]young nigga, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent
I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the ɾags into [C7]ɾiches
I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches
I'm every bitch type
I done Dior'd my [A]kicks, I Dior'd my [A]bitch
If she in my [A]face, she gon' get hit
I know I'ma knock her down if she on [C7]my [A]list
I love a bad bitch that
Don't mind a stɾeet nigga
That ain't gon' never give that
Pussy to [C7]a weak nigga
When she see the kit on [C7]me
I'ma leave with her
She don't want a fan, she want a VIP nigga
Matching minks in the winter, baby
I'm a D nigga
You ain't gon' get her back if Mari, Los
Or me hit her
These hoes be [Am]goin', these niggas be [Am]timid
She let a ɾeal nigga hit it
Now you [A7wanna beef with her
Bankroll all [Em]Crip blue, I don't see niggas
Real stɾeet nigga, I'm every bitch type
Young ɾich nigga, I'm every bitch type
I be [Am]with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto [C7]young nigga, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent
I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the ɾags into [C7]ɾiches
I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches
I'm every bitch type
I don't f*ck with yellow gold, nigga
Every wrist white
A shark, that's every bitch type
Celine bags if I talk to [C7]you
I tell you [A7that shit light
'Bout to [C7]take over a state and
Pay for [Dm7]every bitch flight
Hell yeah, she got [Fm7]a presi', her head deadly
Turkeys layin' around the crib like
We livin' at a deli
Turn my [A]twenties into [C7]hundreds, it's a fetish
Them [A]niggas blew they stash
Now they askin' for [Dm7]a method
Let me ask you [A7hoes a question
Who ɾeally gettin' money?
From my [A]watch to [C7]my [A]necklace
Who ɾeally spendin' hundreds?
Hit your block and [Bm]drop fifty twice
We ɾeally spin a hundred
I can't f*ck for [Dm7]anything
So I gotta stand [Bm]for [Dm7]something
Tell her blow me down
And if them [A]bitches catch me up
Tell her hold me down
Y'all [Em]need to [C7]do some catchin' up
We be [Am]blowin' pounds
A thousand [Bm]fiends out the crib
Look like [F]Rolling Loud
I cleared the path in two months
So I know he proud
Real stɾeet nigga, I'm every bitch type
Young ɾich nigga, I'm every bitch type
I be [Am]with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto [C7]young nigga, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent
I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the ɾags into [C7]ɾiches
I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches
I'm every bitch type
