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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Vaughn A. Matthews
Texte
William Leonard Roberts II
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Demario White
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Tevin Blands
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Amani "A $" Hernández
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Eddie Hernandez
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David “TropDavinci” Anthony Bermudez
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Mikiena Malcolm
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(Maybach Music)
Ay, tighten up, jit, I'm 'bout to spazz on this bitch
I'm 'bout to go crazy, nigga, check this out
(Maybach Music) yo, yo, ay
I'm the type of nigga always got some motion
I done done it all, hustle, fraud, window pokin'
I'm the type of nigga always got some paper
Do the spin a block, in and out, pullin' capers
I'm the type of nigga
Won't hit the club without my tool like I got license, nigga
'Bout forty thousand worth of jewels, I ain't gon' fight you, nigga
But I'm gon' knuck, and I'm gon' bust, and I'm gon' strike you, nigga
I make one call to my vato, I get my packs delivered
I bleed the streets, get off that load and overnight the skrilla
Put on that ski, cut on that stove, and work that vacuum sealer
I seen the realest niggas fold just like action figures
You better ask them niggas, I'm like that
Did me a lil' bid and I came right back
This my trap, Saint Petersburg, Florida, this bitch Iraq
Niggas wanna try that 'til they pussy ass get fired at
Same niggas who talkin' see me, head out, ran a five flat
I ain't lied yet (nigga, what you mean?)
I'ma go all in if it's 'bout that cash, I'ma chase that bag
I'ma get this cheese (that's right)
Low price if we talkin' ice, get bricks of clean for like 15
When you bust 'em out the wrapper (what's that?)
Smell just like gasoline (on God)
I ain't never had a fiend, now I'm tied like the cartel
To my bitches, I'm a player, to my city, I'm the mayor
Swear to God, need a new doctor, boy, them scripts'll make you rich
Last one got caught with one-point-nine million when they blitzed
True story
I'm the type of nigga always got some motion
I done done it all, hustle, fraud, window pokin' (huh)
I'm the type of nigga always got some paper
Do the spin a block, in and out, pullin' capers (huh, Maybach Music)
I'm the type of nigga screamin' fuck your feelings
Fifty million, mansion pillars with the tallest ceilings (uh)
I'm that type of nigga, every day, I'm goin' viral
They think I'm sellin' powder, youngest nigga on the island (whoo!)
I'm the type of nigga (uh), I own 60 watches
I'll leave 'em in the boxes like they do Huaraches
Certain type of niggas who names'll never die (boobie)
We killin' every time, we'll leave them lames petrified (black)
Once you cross the line, ain't nothin' we can rectify (Boss)
I'm flippin' fish filets to gift my niggas extra fries (whoo!)
I'm that type of nigga who won't wear no lotion
See me steppin' with my weapon while the pistol smokin' (brrt)
I'm that type of nigga to paint a hundred Chevys (whoo!)
I'll paint my shit like your shit just to be so petty
Been the type of nigga (huh), who mind on the money (huh)
If he steppin' outta line, he dyin' on a Sunday (Lord)
I'm the type of nigga always got some motion
I done done it all, hustle, fraud, window pokin'
I'm the type of nigga always got some paper (never)
Do the spin a block, in and out, pullin' capers (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, speaker)
I'm the type to loaf your wife and fuck your baby mama (ugh)
Bought so many, I made the plug change the price on numbers (speak)
I'm in Florida with iguanas, you play, them gators comin' (go)
I'm really tied in with some Z's, yeah, them Haitian Zombies
Ah, she like to ride with the chopper, she my type, that shit get me hard (ooh)
I done got out my body, poppin' a whatcha-call-it, see me tomorrow
I told 'em this shit large, stripper bitch treat me like God
Play her part (hey), I can tell if you a trapper or a fraud (yeah)
Cybertruck got a mind of its own (how?), put itself in park, uh (skrrt)
I got the type of ice, don't need no light, shit hit in the dark, uh (baow)
I got these rappers doin' everythin' I do, I'm makin' a mark (I stamp it)
The type of nigga come kick the door down
Take somethin' 'fore I starve (hey, speak, Bagg)
I'm the type of nigga always got some motion
I done done it all, hustle, fraud, window pokin'
I'm the type of nigga always got some paper
Do the spin a block, in and out, pullin' capers
I'm that type of nigga
Ain't never told, never fold
Yeah, I'm that type of nigga
Hit the road, get it sold
Ho, I'm that type of nigga
Won't never see me tuck my chain
I'm that type of nigga
Before I go, I leave a stain
(Maybach Music)
Writer(s): Demario White, Tevin Blands, Vaughn A. Matthews, William Leonard Roberts Ii
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