Ok ok
So you said I'm not your type, let's see when I got money
Oh, now you got time, wanna smoke, wanna chill, gotta laugh, that's funny
If another nigga come around with a bigger bag, you gon' split fast
No, I'm not the type to simp on a
Ha, yeah, uh

Young nigga got my weight up, more importantly a nigga got his cake up
Band-Aids, all these niggas takin' pay cuts, leeches, I've been tryna stay away
But whoa, in my DMs on the low, front like they got it
But no, don't do no talkin', I show
Whoa

Real shit, I've been chillin' by myself
No teammates, don't need no help,
Found out if you want it, gotta get it yourself
Wish bad on no one, I just pray for their wealth, yeah

So stay focused, give it all you got
Gotta work hard, either way, like it or not
I work hard for everything I got, do you think I give it up for thot?
Not

So you said I'm not your type, let's see when I got money
Oh, now you got time, wanna smoke, wanna chill, gotta laugh, that's funny
If another nigga come around with a bigger bag, you gon' split fast
No, I'm not the type to simp on a bitch with a big ass, now you big mad

So you said I'm not your type, let's see when I got money
Oh, now you got time, wanna smoke, wanna chill, gotta laugh, that's funny
If another nigga come around with a bigger bag, you gon' split fast
No, I'm not the type to simp on a bitch with a big ass, now you big mad

Yeah, I see they like how I flaunt that
And I see they panties soggy when they saw that
I used to give out my love, never want it back
But now I'm the type to hit it never call back
Ha, a fisherman, how I reel 'em in

It's like a hundred dollar bill, is the bait for them
See, I can buy all the things that your nigga can't
But you ain't bout to use me like an ATM, no

Stuck in my ways, yeah, you could love me, but stay out my way
Bitch, you too clingy, you all in my face
Here, take these hundreds and go fix your face
No, I'm not dumb, said that you love me, this ain't what you want
And that's the reason I stay on the hunt
Said that she love me, but reach for my ones

So you said I'm not your type, let's see when I got money
Oh, now you got time, wanna smoke, wanna chill, gotta laugh, that's funny
If another nigga come around with a bigger bag, you gon' split fast
No, I'm not the type to simp on a bitch with a big ass, now you big mad

So you said I'm not your type, let's see when I got money
Oh, now you got time, wanna smoke, wanna chill, gotta laugh, that's funny
If another nigga come around with a bigger bag, you gon' split fast
No, I'm not the type to simp on a bitch with a big ass, now you big mad

But whoa, in my DMs on the low, front like they got it
But no, don't do no talkin', I show
Whoa