lirik lagu headhuncho amir - type of time
[intro]
uh, on that, uh, on that type of time
goyard, chanel bag, she want it, i told her— uh
goyard, chanel bag, i told her— she want it
[chorus]
goyard, chanel bag, she want it, i told her, “pick it,” uh
f~ckin’ up the mall, sometimes miri go to trickin’, uh
i know what to do for real, i’m havin’ plenty b~tches
my lil’ b~tch’ll set it off from mya j to picky, uh
they know we the sickest, uh, f~ck that, i’m the biggest, uh
talk a ho out of panties, bro done broke a ho for prescription, uh
mouthpiece on one thousand, all the ho gotta do is listen, uh
‘fore this rap sh~t, i was weighin’ up in a kitchen
[verse]
proofread my rap, n~gga, anti~cap on every bar
who say i’m a rapper? n~gga, miri an ex trap star
i know n~ggas f~ckin’ ’round with that too and they sellin’ tar
real street n~gga, i’m in the trap on the phone my a&r
run your bag up, lil’ n~gga, huh, on that type of time
she ain’t got her sh~t together, no, she ain’t no b~tch of mine
miri just started, i ain’t even near the finish line
n~gga, my neck stay on cold, yeah, just like it’s wintertime
i provide the table and a place like it’s dinner time
b~tches keep on playin’ their role right, i might settle down
all you gotta do is place an order, we gon’ mail them out
promoter put new d on the fly, we gon’ sell it out
huh, that sh~t no question
ran across a bad b~tch, but she so messy, uh
hate a b~tch who blow me up, man, i lack in textin’, uh
we them youngins havin’ motion, your n~gga in the broke section, uh
i’m that young n~gga pop out, have it on in a fast car
broke~ass n~gga ain’t even gon’ feed the b~tch, he gon’ make her starve
feel like just splurgin’ on sh~t, remember times were hard
told you f~ckin’ ’round with a boss, i know you used to f~ck with lil’ boys
huh, a different tax bracket
take my b~tch on a shoppin’ spree, no lie, i got a eye out for fashion
n~gga won’t even go and cut no grass, rather sell some plasma
n~gga, some of ours, ain’t lettin’ you breathe, n~gga, like, f~ck asthma
look, i got a small problem buyin’ pretty b~tches sh~t
miri a big ol’ player, but they know i ain’t with that kissin’ sh~t
i make gettin’ money music, i ain’t with that dissin’ sh~t
man, i love a freaky girl who love playin’ innocent, uh
that lil’ type of sh~t, that’s what turn me on
ain’t no play play inside this door, really get it on
know a redbone who super grown, eat it off the bone
chocolate b~tch, she love cookin’, feed a n~gga filet mignon
[chorus]
goyard, chanel bag, she want it, i told her, “pick it,” uh
f~ckin’ up the mall, sometimes miri go to trickin’, uh
i know what to do for real, i’m havin’ plenty b~tches
my lil’ b~tch’ll set it off from mya j to picky, uh
they know we the sickest, uh, f~ck that, i’m the biggest, uh
talk a ho out of panties, bro done broke a ho for prescription, uh
mouthpiece on one thousand, all the ho gotta do is listen, uh
‘fore this rap sh~t, i was weighin’ up in a kitchen
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