EBT

(Fuck 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 tat Alexander Wang for my one thing That's chump change She gon' go to 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 street nigga, I'm every bitch type Young rich nigga, I'm evеry bitch type I be with drug dealеrs, I'm every bitch type Ghetto 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 rags into riches I'm every bitch type I'm with the baddest of bitches I'm every bitch type I done Dior'd my kicks, I Dior'd my bitch If she in my face, she gon' get hit I know I'ma knock her down if she on my list I love a bad bitch that Don't mind a street nigga That ain't gon' never give that Pussy to a weak nigga When she see the kit on 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 goin', these niggas be timid She let a real nigga hit it Now you wanna beef with her Bankroll all Crip blue, I don't see niggas Real street nigga, I'm every bitch type Young rich nigga, I'm every bitch type I be with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type Ghetto 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 rags into riches I'm every bitch type I'm with the baddest of bitches I'm every bitch type I don't fuck with yellow gold, nigga Every wrist white A shark, that's every bitch type Celine bags if I talk to you I tell you that shit light 'Bout to take over a state and Pay for every bitch flight Hell yeah, she got a presi', her head deadly Turkeys layin' around the crib like We livin' at a deli Turn my twenties into hundreds, it's a fetish Them niggas blew they stash Now they askin' for a method Let me ask you hoes a question Who really gettin' money? From my watch to my necklace Who really spendin' hundreds? Hit your block and drop fifty twice We really spin a hundred I can't fuck for anything So I gotta stand for something Tell her blow me down And if them bitches catch me up Tell her hold me down Y'all need to do some catchin' up We be blowin' pounds A thousand fiends out the crib Look like Rolling Loud I cleared the path in two months So I know he proud Real street nigga, I'm every bitch type Young rich nigga, I'm every bitch type I be with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type Ghetto 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 rags into riches I'm every bitch type I'm with the baddest of bitches I'm every bitch type