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[Intro]
Ayy (Ayy)
Hitman beats

[Chorus]
Only type of nigga that it is is a big homie
Only type of nigga that you is is a bitch homie
Hang around illegal immigrants, they bring bricks for me
I got some rich homies, but I ain't talkin' 'bout Rich Homie
Me and gang got the same morals, never switch on us
I can hit the road for two days, make a quick forty
Said I know your bitch, I lied, she my dick holder
She don't smoke weed but for me she a dick smoker

[Verse]
Hotspots pushin' out A1
Ran through the east in the drop with my day ones
Every bitch I get breaks they heart 'cause I can't love
I just keep gettin' high, I ain't stuck but I can't budge
Ain't your nigga in the squad, he don't take drugs
Talkin' 'bout Percs, talkin' 'bout weed, talkin' 'bout drank, mud
I just want my brothers in the sky come and say somethin'
Let me know you lookin' down on me while I'm caked up
I can't even feel my face
Knowin' damn well ain't got no feelins' for no bitch in my face
If I get blessed with a whole case Wokhardt eights
I know this guy showin' me his true amazin' grace, hmm
Real nigga only type of nigga I'm is, huh
Lil' nigga only type of nigga you is, huh Killin' niggas, disrespectin' niggas I'm with, huh
Gorilla niggas only type of niggas I'm with, huh
Ape nigga that's the type of nigga I'm is, huh
Scrape a nigga with the AR or a .10, huh
Made a million, spent a million and knew I was somethin', huh
I was really f*cked up, boy I was up and runnin', huh
Niggas gotta understand I really came from nothin'
Still the same nigga, same name, can't change for nothin'
I'd never drop a Plain Jaine, AP cost a hundred
Hmm, Audemar cost a hundred
All my dawgs want money, huh
We won't fall for nothin', huh
We gon' keep it comin', huh
We gon' keep it bummin', huh
Smoke up out my rasta
We don't f*ck with Trump or nothin'
The Roc, the Wok, it's lockin' up
Two hands in the kitchen, one not enough
[Chorus]
Only type of nigga that it is is a big homie
Only type of nigga that you is is a bitch homie
Hang around illegal immigrants, they bring bricks for me
I got some rich homies, but I ain't talkin' 'bout Rich Homie
Me and gang got the same morals, never switch on us
I can hit the road for two days, make a quick forty
Said I know your bitch, I lied, she my dick holder
She don't smoke weed but for me she a dick smoker

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