The type

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RICH ACE NC


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Ayy, had to cut that hoe cause she won't acting
right
Look, I just need a hunnid in my pockets, need a hunnid more

Ayy, Shawty, she so bad, she drop it, pop it, put it on the floor
Look, I got niggas out there tryna spend it, tryna wipe your nose
I been tryna get right with my yaa , but she not fucking with me
I f*ck around and hit you in your leg, you ain't running with me

Now I'm starting to see why these niggas mad
No, they not fucking with me
Boy, get out your feelings, go get a bag
I know they talking about me

Tryna hop out, ride out with my mask
I'm tryna hop out on it
Ayy, have my brother ride down on your ass
He put that switch up on you, that hot shit

Ayy, treat you like a puck and hit your dumb ass with his hocky stick
Shawty tryna f*ck, but I ain't tryna, I got expensive dick
Get up in your pockets, take your shit, and leave you sickie  sick
They be asking questions, I don't know, I know I'm innocent

Niggas drop their addy, I'm on your ass and I ain't talking shit
Shawty, she a baddie, she want a bag, but I ain't sending shit
Had to cut the hoe, cause she don't want to have it right
Ayy, you get on my nerves, shut the hell up
F*ck up my appetite

Ayy, I'm the type to ride down on your block and hit you in your fucking nose
I'm the type to hit you with this cock and make you throw away that rose
Hit you with that flash and do you bad and make you strike a fucking pose

These bitch ass niggas, I know that they be mad
My brother fucking on they hoes
I'm on that fucking road to chase a bag
I like a bitch with pretty toes

My niggas ain't never going out sad
Ayy, nigga, don't get me in that mode
Niggas don't be on nothing
Tryna catch them in that store

Niggas be my sons
Niggas tryna steal my clothes
Hop out and they run
You ain't real

You gon' fold
I like bitching you for fun
You ain't gon' do shit
You a hoe

Ayy, I know this shit get crucial
I ain't tripping bout no hoes
She tryna suck me up like noodles
And when she done, she gotta go

Ayy, they throw that shit over the computers
When the person never show up
I told Tommi that I missed her
Ayy, did she get it

I don't know
Had to cut the hoe, cause she wont acting right
I'm just tryna run me up a bag
Go catch a fucking flight

Had to go and cut off a few niggas
They won't acting right
Tryna take my shit
Knew I won't tripping

That's how you feeling right
Shawty get on top
She gon' ride just like a dirt bike
Ayy, wet shit like a mop

Ayy, he a bitch
Don't get his head hype
Ayy, please don't try get dropped
Ayy, be on my shit when I don't feel right

Ayy, I can't trust these niggas
They be sliming
That's for everybody
Ayy

Ayy

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