Mad Commas ft. GooF NV Lyrics

I'm the type, yea I'm the type to go get it you on yo ass

When the sun shine yea I shine, my foot stay on the gas

Real rockstar, ex block star, know a million ways to get it

These niggas run up on me might have to flip that switch

Just turned up two notches, bout to take another dose

They hating, watching pockets won't sweep 'round they own door

I flex on 'em, I shine on 'em they act like they don't know

I cash out mad commas so you know I gotta get more

Don't ask know I'm on go

That drink I'm gone pour

Just stack dough, stay 10 toes, speak my soul in the yo

Ain't seen what I'm on getting back in that mode

Get sacks now, won't back down, I'm back down her throat

Got 99 problems, can solve 'em all with these digits

Ain't seeing what I see, I'm a artist painting a picture

Ain't saying I'm the hardest I know I'm probably the realest

Running in and in and out you can't get it if you just chilling

I'm the type, yea I'm the type to go get it you on yo ass

When the sun shine yea I shine, my foot stay on the gas

Real rockstar, ex block star, know a million ways to get it

These niggas run up on me might have to flip that switch

Just turned up two notches, bout to take another dose

They hating, watching pockets won't sweep 'round they own door

I flex on 'em, I shine on 'em they act like they don't know

I cash out mad commas so you know I gotta get more

You're the type of guy beg ya big homie for that shit, yea

I'm the type of the guy, go and get it don't ask for shit, yea

You the type of bitch, sucking dick just for them kicks, yea

And I'm the type of the nigga fuck for free, ain't paying shit, yea

I shook them haters off me

You talking tough, we gone see

I'm riding 'round lonely

Just two forties next to me

Big dawg in my own right, 20-20 that mean it's on sight

Popped off I'm in for a long night

Sip slow when I flow, I'm outta sight

Realest nigga in the city, not the monkey in the middle

They crack me up acting brittle

I'm rolling hard, armadillo

I'm whipping up know I'm badder

Ask am I scared never rattled

Signed to myself, own my masters

Just need the cash, nothing after

I'm the type, yea I'm the type to go get it you on yo ass

When the sun shine yea I shine, my foot stay on the gas

Real rockstar, ex block star, know a million ways to get it

These niggas run up on me might have to flip that switch

Just turned up two notches, bout to take another dose

They hating, watching pockets won't sweep 'round they own door

I flex on 'em, I shine on 'em they act like they don't know

I cash out mad commas so you know I gotta get more