BML J.R - Type of Shit

This the type of shit that will get the whole team lit
This the type of shit we gotta do we when we get rich
Keep some all whites on my feet Look like I stepped out in a brick
She was thirsty for this dick
I ain't care to fuck that bitch
Cause I'm going to keep it playa
TenK on his head might off that nigga gotta toss that nigga so pay up
Every time I ball I swish can't miss don't trip shit just like layups
But the money always call can't lay up
Top dawg like I'm running for mayor
Shit we Laying him flat on his back tell him stay up
Got So much faith in me I can't wait up
No Arizona but I'm just as hot
I could rap I could sing money tall Yao Ming
All eyes on me so I feel like pac
Sorry I'm everything that you just not
Push for the start then I scrape out the lot
My guala digital physical shit that we getting too all that you need boy we got
Say money don't make the man
But damn it I'm making money
Observing you motherfuckers
Cause all you bitches is funny
I Pull the switch on shit
But bitch I'm drenched in paper like a mummy
This chop name nick his twin named cannon and they both go dummy
And I ain't no killer but no hoe in my blood
Before they come get me Ima melt this slug
Bitch ima singing nigga that be with the members
Grinding out the trenches from the mud
It is what it is it's not what it was
Don't like no pigs don't like no judge
Mama did everything right
Since she gave me life got attracted selling drugs
Maybe cause pops side was the thugs
Mad duffel bags but they all got bread
I heard they sleeping on me okay
Keep going while I lay out yo bitch in my bed
Going psychotic on beats need meds
Ain't been the same since 10 on edge
I'm from a city where nobody love you unless you get famous or you end up dead
This the type of shit that will get the whole team lit bitch
This the type of shit we gotta do we when we get rich
Keep some all whites on my feet look like I stepped out in a brick
She was thirsty for this dick but I ain't care to fuck that bitch
Cause I'm going to keep it player
Ten K on his head might off that nigga gotta toss that nigga so pay up
Every time I ball I swish can't miss
don't trip shit just like layups
But the money always call can't lay up
Top dawg like I'm running for mayor
Shit we Laying him flat on his back tell him stay up
This the type of shit that will get the whole team lit
This the type of shit we gotta do when we get rich
Keep some all whites on my feet look like I stepped out in a brick
She was thirsty for this dick but I ain't care to fuck that bitch
Shit I ain't care to fuck that bitch
Like fuck that hoe i could pass & assist
I need that Audemar up on the wrist
Watch that shit hit in the sun let it glisten
I give her D like a piston I shoot I ain't missing
Just listen ain't no competition I stay on my bullshit Im pippen
No love bitch I'm pimping
Just play around & he go missing
Trying to get up out the hood so I can't stay up on that block boy
Key-smith lotta G's spent so best believe this shit on lock boy
Leave her I don't keep her she a diva don't need her that's my choice
All the things you not boy
Fuck around and get shot boy
On some chill shit
Niggas got me feeling like herb back in 2014 from the way that I kill shit
And your main bitch sick from the drip of the flow cause I always be spitting that Ill shit
Labels been calling my phone
but I ain't trying to sign on the dot for the Mils quick
Stay down Like I'm suppose to ima soldier In that field bitch
This the type of shit that will get the whole team lit
This the type of shit we gotta do we when we get rich
Keep some all whites on my feet Look like I stepped out in a brick
She was thirsty for this dick
I ain't care to fuck that bitch
Cause I'm going to keep it player
Ten K on his head might off that nigga gotta toss that nigga so pay up
Every time I ball I swish can't miss don't trip shit just like layups
But the money always call can't lay up
Top dawg like I'm running for mayor
Shit we Laying him flat on his back tell him stay up
This the type of shit that will get the whole team lit
This the type of shit we gotta do we when we get rich
Keep some all whites on my feet Look like I stepped out in a brick
She was thirsty for this dick but
I ain't care to fuck that bitch
I'm out bitch

Written by:
Elijah Joy

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