Testo DIFFERENT TYPE - DC The Don
Testo della canzone DIFFERENT TYPE (DC The Don), tratta dall'album SACRED HEART 2 (+)
Still hella distorted
I just want her friend, she ain't got no type
We do lots of drugs, we take hella flights
My 'fit straight from Milan, it's a different type
I just be switchin' my hoes
Same way I'm switchin' my clothes, uh
How much you pay for the Raf? Shorty, same what I spent for the coat
Twenty-five hundred ain't shit, shorty
I spend that shit on some doja
Why is your bitch in the back of the party?
I'm basically bendin' her over
Smashin', she my favorite bitch, she on honor roll
She give good Amber Rose
I do what I want
I get what I want
Why your bitch tryna fuck? I say, "I suppose it"
I brought thе bag, it ain't cheap, don't ask what I'm rollin'
Broski pass me the peep, big еxotic smokin'
It's a B on the Cuban link, Bentayga floatin'
Calabasas, swervin' hills, it's some different motion, uh-uh
I can't run from nothin', stand on shit for life
Bitch, I'm still a dog, this a different bite
Smashin', I'm rollin', this drank got me slowin'
Don't ask what I'm pourin', I'm high and I'm chokin', uh, uh
Like my bitch so bi, she ain't got no type
I like my bitch so bi that she ain't got no type
We do lots of drugs, we take hella flights
Bitch, I'm still a dog, this a different bite
Smashin', that's my favorite bitch, uh
She like how I dress, uh
I like how she fuck, uh
She can jump in with her friends, this a different truck, uh
She gon' do it when I say it, she don't give no fucks, uh-uh
Fuck what you sayin', lil' bitch
I be doin' this shit, I don't need me a rental, huh
Me and my niggas some motherfuckin' dogs
Lil' bitch, I belong in a kennel
Shut the fuck up when I walk in the room
I spent twenty-five on the dental
Stay out the middle, this Balenciaga my denim
I really don't feel 'em a little
Fashion, this a different hype, we take different flights
Fuck with me, we can have some fun, let's pop X tonight
It's twenty-three hoes inside this party, bitch, I feel like Mike
It's twenty-three hoes inside this party, bitch, I'm feelin' like—
Smash bros, do your bitch one time, I end up smashin'
Only met your ho one time, could you imagine?
Feel like Metro, it ain't safe, we end up blastin', huh
Said, I like my bitch so motherfuckin' bi that she ain't got no type
Ducked off with your bitch and now she on her knees blowin' me
Tell me what you need, we got .223s
Diamond chain, Trackhawk to the Demon, this a different speed
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, smashin'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, smashin'
Fuck you mean? I can't go for nothin', I'm a different breed
Fill up lean and I don't know the cost, I get shit for free
Smashin', she my favorite bitch, she on honor roll
She give good Amber Rose
I do what I want
I get what I want
Why your bitch tryna fuck? I say, "I suppose it"
I brought the bag, it ain't cheap, don't ask what I'm rollin
Broski pass me the peep, big exotic smokin'
It's a B on the Cuban link, Bentayga floatin'
Calabasas, swervin' hills, it's some different motion, uh-uh
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Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Louie Jess Gallegos Fernandez Jr.
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