letra de type of $hit - bitchi'mthe$hit
[hook]
never ever never trusted a hoe
never f-cked with a hoe
smoke a blunt on the low
never sold any crack nor dope
too much liquor in this b-tch like don hulio
never never ever trusted a hoe
never f-cked with a hoe
smoke a blunt on the low
never sold any crack nor dope
too much liquor in this b-tch like don hulio
[verse 1]
too much sin in this f-cking world
raining on me like my new home girl
got no conscious
i am blowin
my mind closed but my heart open
never felt this way before – mind going
you don’t know nothin about me
but my high potent
yeah my high potent
mind goin mind blowin
j’s smokin j’s blowin
mary f-ckin jane in the motherf-ckin benz rollin
i don’t f-ck with fake people nor with stupid hoes
trippy motherf-cker you know what i’m on
when i’m puffin rollin smokin blowin reefah blowin weed potent (hahaha)
og gets my mind goin
og kush i’m blowin my diet plant based
everyday i’m smokin like it is my birthday
what the f-ck should i just do on this earth plane
switch lane b-tch bang tell me how my d-ck taste
type of sh-t of my past
i don’t f-ck with that
fake friends fake b-tches
fake sh-t everywhere
don’t f-ck with me (b-tch)
karma will pay back (oh)
stupid hoe shut the f-ck up
get off of my d-ck
[bridge]
yeah uh yeah uh
i’m high as h-ll
just smoked two blunts straight to my face
uh yeah uh yeah
everyday i’m on a different plane
stupid life stupid game
never switch lanes
[verse 2]
if you can’t get along with me than get the f-ck out my way
get the f-ck out my face
thinkin of livin in l.a. and everyday to get paid
you just jealous of me
cuz i don’t f-ck with fake
so get the sh-t out my way
(sh-t out my way)
this for them haters
music is my life
i don’t wanna be famous
just living in l.a. that sounds amazing
gotta make it some time later
i’m shoppin designer label
i’m still hyping babe
you know
you know what i’m sayin
fresh new hair
i got new french braid
my style way too bad
all my b-tches gettin laid
henny and some juice and gin
give me purp than i’m in
no promethazine
f-ck codeine texas tea
i be way too trippy
take a trip on lsd
let yo mind go crazy
i got my b-tch for the night my baby
f-ck her in the hotel suit
it’s gonna be a long eve
but that p-ssy is on fleek
tones of pineapple and cream
put her in my mouth and eat
bon appet-t
bon appet-t
[bridge]
yeah uh yeah uh
im high as h-ll
just smoked two blunts straight to my face
uh yeah uh yeah
everyday i’m on a different plane
stupid life stupid game
never switch lanes
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