Grizzly Beats - Kind Of Person lyrics

[Chorus] He's the kind of person goes to driving maserati(8x) [Verse 1: Big D]: Im the kind of n***a to be drivin maserati Got the weed in the trunk and my hand on the shotty Sellin weed sellin yay to a motherf**ing thottie Ain't a thang Just a thang till somebody tried to shot I mean shoot me What you doing Oh you rappin' spittin fluid Just to do it or get famous Get these chambers call them bangers And these bangers leave you chopped Leave you slopped up in a pot bruh It ain't funny so dont laugh Shells harder than f**in math (Damn) (Hes the kind of) n***a that was taught to laugh At anything cause real n***as dont make it in the ave (Hes the kind of) n***a that was taught to sell d** And anybody not around was told to get no love Lets get it on! [Hook] [Verse 2: Derrick Da Goon] Ok ok Ok ok b**h! Dreams of waking up in my maserati Body tracks cause my drive to rap yea im about it (bout it) Dats the pedal to the metal I know im a rebal Better yet im the devil In my space shuttle Chillin livin thrillinn Till my gas empty k**in MCs Grillin MCs Listenin to my sh** in my maserati Me, my, myself and I Im just trying get the sweet things in my life like apple pie Now what im bout to do Head to the bank End up in high speed chase Now lets see if you can catch me in my maserati (Maserati) Turned out it wasn't real i was only dreamin bout it fu*k!! [Hook]