Oh eh aye, 3 oh eh aye You see these flashing lights Don't get use to it when we fucking You don't have to fight (don't have to fight) I'm tryna make it right but she say 3 You not my type my bad I'm not that nice But I say fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) Tell the DJ turn it on (tell the DJ turn it on) I tell her fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) After we done girl ima take you home She know that I'm street and I gotta eat But have you ever made love to a gangster and thug (yeah, yeah) I tell her have you ever made love to a gangster and thug (hey) She wanna go out to dinner I rather eat chicken tenders My time is already expensive (already expensive) And baby that's just how I'm feeling She like what's that that's a stick in my bitches But fuck it let me put the dick in your kidneys Boujee lil bitch kinda thick with some titties That booty get hit foe I leave out the city I made a commitment that I be consistent But I gotta get it that's just how I'm living I got a vision but you gotta listen When I make a visit to you that's a given But she don't like it when I gotta leave She hate when I get up when she go to sleep (yeah) No she don't like it I apologize (apologize) But I'm so street and I'm gon ride for mine (gon ride for mine) She call my phone I don't pick up (I don't) Fuck her down when I hit her (oh yeah) She know I'm gangster lil nigga But I say fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) Tell the DJ turn it on (tell the DJ turn it on) I tell her fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) After we done girl ima take you home She know that I'm street and I gotta eat But have you ever made love to a gangster and thug (yeah, yeah, yeah) I tell her have you ever made love to a gangster and thug She wanna lay up and watch movies (coo) She told me she don't like them groupies (true) I know that they just wanna use me (they do) But baby I'm not with the foolishness (Ima fool) And her friends get mad when I come around (come around) And when we fucking she say slow it down (slow it down) And when I go deep she tell me she love me When we out in public she know that I'm thuggin' She know ima get up and go get to the money She say that shit don't make no sense (it don't) And when I call she leave her friends (she do) She know that I keep it gutta and we fuck without a rubber I think we falling for each other (what) But I say fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) Tell the DJ turn it on (tell the DJ turn it on) I tell her fuck me to your favorite song (fuck me to your favorite song) After we don't girl ima take you home She know that I'm street and I gotta eat But have you ever made love to a gangster and thug (yeah, yeah, yeah) I tell her have ever made love to a gangster and thug (hey) You see these flashing lights But you don't have to fight I'm tryna right She say 3 you not my type my bad I'm not that nice I'm not that nice She say 3 you not my type my bad I'm not that nice I'm not that nice She say 3 you not my type my bad I'm not that nice

I'm not the type I'm not the type I'm not the type Sum up the difference I'm something too different Something too different Dave-O, make me a slap I'm not the type to just sit in the house Bitch, I'm the type to go figure it out I'm not the type to type tough shit on Twitter I push a button, go get me a nigga I'm something too different Just to sum up the difference My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain Sum up the difference I'm something too different, to sum up the difference Ain't the type to talk shit, let you talk back Bitch, I'm the type to leave a nigga where the chalk at I ain't one to talk to the pigs, where my cell at? Niggas never trapped interstate, where my jail at? You ain't in the trenches, where the mil' at? Nigga, you ain't scale that Nigga, you ain't sell that You just probably smelled that or hit that Tell these pussy niggas get back We don't do the parties or the kick-backs Got beef, that's a big snack Run up on me, leave a few stacks I could drop ten, that's a fuckin' feature Stomp a nigga out in the Raf sneakers I'm not the type to just sit in the house Bitch, I'm the type to go figure it out I'm not the type to type tough shit on Twitter I push a button, go get me a nigga I'm something too different Just to sum up the difference My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain Sum up the difference (Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga) I'm something too different, to sum up the difference (Uh-huh, look) Niggas'll steal from you, tryna help you find it (Suckers) Money on your head, the closest nigga lyin' (12) Lil Ant was two years old when he felt designer (Swear to God) Bitch pussy wore out, couldn't feel the lining (Bitch) My niece mad, ain't no paintings of her in my house (Is that right?) Me and her mama beefing, we ain't gon' hash it out (Uh-uh) Pressed up a thousand CD's just to pass 'em out (Oh, I remember) Niggas ain't want to buy 'em, now they cashin' out (It's Philthy) Got my ass whooped every week because I didn't listen (I couldn't listen) Kicked out of school, nigga couldn't pay attention (I couldn't pay attention) The OG's always told me I was something different Now I'm worth a few mil' to sum up the difference, It's Philthy I'm not the type to just sit in the house Bitch, I'm the type to go figure it out I'm not the type to type tough shit on Twitter I push a button, go get me a nigga I'm something too different Just to sum up the difference My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain Sum up the difference I'm something too different, to sum up the difference

Oh my GOD! Is that BASED9SIDE? I let you go for the first time (for the first time) And I made mistakes, you the worse kind (worse kind) And I tried my options but I'm back right here crying When the lights turn low and the city turns cold I hear, what's that? (your voice) And I know these bitches bad but girl they just not That, that, that, that And I might be trippin' but I want you Back, back, back, back When things add up you was there to subtract Subtract, subtract, subtract Yeah, I know I got hoes but girl they just not that (no sir) First time I let my guard down, I get done so goddamnbad (goddamn bad) So, don't pass the rocks to me Yeah, I'm picky my hoes is major league What I look like linkin' up for free? And I'ma get my bread, I'ma get my bag If you ain't tryna run it up then I'm saying too bad I'm a real bad boy up to the T And now my heart locked down, I threw the key But what you mean? You said it's not real, said you wanna be friends (said you wanna be friends) She ain't want me then Now she wanna ride in my two door Benz Goddamn it's like you never had no pride You don't hide how you switching, picking sides I hope this version of you dies Last time I seen you, you was mine But I guess no more And I guess that's it You tried to ruin my life when I said I'm done When I called it quits And I hate you for that shit But I won't call you no bitch And I won't give you attention But you know how wrong that is You know I'm done I let you go for the first time (go for the first time) Now I made mistakes, you the worse kind And I tried my options but I'm back right here When the lights turn low and the city turns cold I hear, what's that? (your voice) And I know these bitches bad but girl Now I let you go for the first time (go for the first time) And I made mistakes, you the worse kind I tried my options but I'm back right here When the lights turn low and the city turns cold I hear, yes sir, what's that? (your voice) And I know these bitches bad but girl they just not That, that, that, that And I might be trippin' but I want you Back, back, back, back When things add up you was there to subtract Subtract, subtract, subtract Yeah, I know I got hoes but girl they just not that First time I let my guard down, I get done so goddamn bad

You sure you really wanna do this 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that It's been doing some thinking And felt fair that she should know All actions in which partake Are far beyond it's control Whether it was born or bred Genetic environment I wouldn't bother to ask it why Simply concentrate on when, when Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed Making plans but it won't tell So longs to hear her final words I brought this on myself The theory of futility Now you'll learn, so be prepared Enemies are equal to Wrath times the speed of fright squared Yeah, if you don't kill me I'm going to have to kill you, you If you don't kill me I'm going to have to kill you, you My God helps those who help themselves Of thus, she shan't be ashamed Crawl into line and wait your turn Remember Jesus slaves Department of probation Legally it can't be blamed Held therefore unaccountable Since it's clinically insane What a shame again If you don't kill me I'm going to have to kill you, you If you don't kill me I'm going to have to kill you, you If you don't kill me, me I'm going to have to kill you, you If you don't kill me, me I'm going to have to kill you, you, you, yeah You must decide we're out of time No place to hide your choice not mine You must decide we're out of time No place to hide your choice not mine You must decide we're out of time No place to hide your choice not mine You must decide we're out of time No place to hide your choice not mine

I go from fascinating To mildly aggravating It's early days But I want you to know, oh-whoa I gotta find my moment Don't wanna go unnoticed I like you so And I want you to know, oh-whoa If you don't like my style I'll tone it down, I'll tone it down Don't shove me out It's hard to get it right When you're around I'm losing ground, I'm losing ground You got 'em lined up, signed up Outside your door But I don't mind 'cause I know I want you more Don't make your mind up about us A minute too soon You're not wasting my time Even if you decide that I'm not your type I guess I'm fired up, tied up Thinking of you I gotta slow down but I don't know how to Feeling the rush 'cause I'll be patient for you Even if you decide That I'm not your type I know you got your reasons For feeling what you're feeling But babe what are those feelings I'm dying to know, oh-whoa I've always been impatient But you are worth the waiting Why does it hurt Whenever you go, oh-whoa If you don't like my style I'll tone it down, I'll tone it down Don't shove me out It's hard to get it right When you're around I'm losing ground, I'm losing ground You got 'em lined up, signed up Outside your door But I don't mind 'cause I know I want you more Don't make your Mind up about us A minute too soon You're not wasting my time Even if you decide that I'm not your type I guess I'm fired up, tied up Thinking of you I gotta slow down but I don't know how to Feeling the rush 'cause I'll be patient for you Even if you decide That I'm not your type You're not wasting my time Even if you decide that I'm not your type 'Cause I want you to have Everything that you want Everything you like Am I fooling myself, Is it somebody else When I fill your mind You're not wasting my time Even if you decide that I'm not your type I guess I'm fired up, tied up Thinking of you I gotta slow down but I don't know how to Feeling the rush 'cause I'll be patient for you Even if you decide That I'm not your type Even if you decide That I'm not your type