Sad Boy - Know Your Type lyrics

[Verse 1] Do you love me? cause I don't Will you f** me? cause I won't Do you, so please can you move aside Trying to pull on my sleeve But I know your type Let me explain a little somethin' You can roll with a pro but we won't be f**ing' Take notes, quit buggin' before I set you free Right now what you want is all me OG in this game, I was drafted young Before we get introduced I could have them sprung I won't feed you lies I'll keep it real If the p**y spit money Then I'll seal the whole deal Go in and show you who the f** is boss From now on raise your hand when you wanna talk No spot in my heart you will have Thanks to math I divide, legs Then I subtract [Hook: G Cash] I, know your type You know my kind So move aside Don't waste my time I'm on my grind But if it pays Then stand outside [Verse 2] Let me tell you a little something b**h You ain't ever gonna get this dick Just cause plenty get to brag Don't mean you will Trying to pull on my sleeves Slow your roll, hoe chill How you feel? what's wrong?, I'm not asking that I'm in to fresh air, so you need to get back I been worried about my health for way too long Now you wanna come around, uh uh move on Keep your hands to yourself unless I say so Go and stand on the corner bring me paper No favor or credit, how can p**y take debit? Go and hit an ATM, never mind the fetish Cause a playa gotta get his chedda Hustlin', pimping b**hes or however I don't mind how you get it, unless it comes Just make sure you get change I don't like to count ones [Hook: G Cash] I, know your type You know my kind So move aside Don't waste my time I'm on my grind But if it pays Then stand outside [Verse 3] If I met yo b**h, would you share? Would you trip on a playa Say it ain't fair I treat my hoes equally, no difference to me p**y is p**y and b**hes are b**hes Why the hell waste time trying to wine & dine Knowing damn well after it's like move aside Just let her a** know from the gate How much dick can she take and bread can she make One night is alright, overtime if needed If you ever get caught better pray on Jesus Cause ain't no p**y out there worth it You can claim that yours is But put on a skirt b**h And stand outside and try to look cute Smelling like cheap perfume mixed with absolute Vodka sure to get you hot but I know your type It could be freezing out there But you're warm inside [Hook: G Cash] I, know your type You know my kind So move aside Don't waste my time I'm on my grind But if it pays Then stand outside