ain't the type

yeah

yeah

ain't going back and forth with no nigga

i ain't the type

ain't going back and forth with no nigga

you know i ain't the type

yeah

yeah

yeah

i ain't going back and forth with no nigga

uh-uh

i ain't the type

i'd rather fuck that ho friend 'cause she ain't my type

disrespect a street nigga

you know i'm the type

don't make a move without my gun

you know i ain't the type

walk in the club with all my diamonds on

just blew a bag because my money long

this thirsty bitch

she think she coming home

ksoo leave her 'lone

he wanna fuck and get her gone

she better not record me on that phone

i don't like pictures

bitch

i ain't the type

let me nut on your face

that's the shit i like

that chopper changed my mind

fuck bitches two at time

let's fuck with no emotions

don't try me

bitch

i choke you

she wanna ride with the gang

i told her take an uber

fuck all them opp hoes

them hoes be really groupies

yeah

i know i been that nigga

hop out that car and kill that nigga

boy

this shit get ugly

nigga

ain't nobody realer

nigga

f&n'll split a nigga

i'm off that west

and if i want it

i buy it

drop that check

she want an atk nigga

we the best

she wanna get fucked from the back and wear my chain around her neck

i ain't going back and forth with no nigga

uh-uh

i ain't the type

i'd rather fuck that ho friend 'cause she ain't my type

disrespectful street nigga

you know i'm the type

don't make a move without my gun

you know i ain't the type

foreign cars up in my yard

they think i'm a movie star

and that lil' bitch was running fast but he couldn't make it far

stop all that acting and bragging

that bitch you loving

i had her

i'm swerving lanes

dodging traffic

boy

i got by

check my stacks

that lil' ho

she run her mouth

that bitch there ain't my type

ratchet bitch

she like to argue

she just like to fight

bitch

i got racks on top of racks

i do the money dance

they must not know i spend that money

make 'em miss him bad

this a real opp party

bring the glocks out

and all my hitters

they get paid when you pop out

i'm getting twenty for a show just to rock out

who brought a bitch to my room

that ho there i don't like

no

i don't like to stick up on a nigga

no

i ain't the type

i booked a ho a flight the morning

she leave the same night

a fake flodging ass nigga

that shit ain't my type

that nigga dissing on the gang

he died the same night

i ain't going back and forth with no nigga

uh-uh

i ain't the type

i'd rather fuck that ho friend 'cause she ain't my type

disrespectful street nigga

you know i'm the type

don't make a move without my gun

you know i ain't the type

i ain't going back and forth with no nigga

uh-uh

i ain't the type

i'd rather fuck that ho friend 'cause she ain't my type

disrespectful street nigga

you know i'm the type

don't make a move without my gun

you know i ain't the type