know ya type

[Chorus]
I cant **** with you, I know your type, I know you slime
Yeah, Im ridin with the gang wrong or right, yeah, every time
We gon take these bags to different states, who volunteerin to drive?
This shit for the brave-hearted, if you scary, you cant ride
Broke nigga aint got no gas money tryin to bum a ride
Swipin with some shades and some fake dreads, I improvise
They dont wanna see me win, they sit back and they criticize
This is real ZaZa, with the bags, I charge em thirty-five
[Verse]
Pussy nigga dont know his strains, Ima tax him every time
He dont bust the seal no more, he know its quality every time
She cant wait for me to get home, we **** for hours every time
If its smoke, you know its up there, I aint tryna reconcile
I aint tryna go back to poverty, I aint tryna relate to you
I aint got no time to kick it, I got better shit to do
I aint trickin on no bitch, I got kids who gotta eat
And Versace on my feet, Chain Reaction, black and white
I be swipin day and night, I be servin day and night
Trap shit in my DNA, I cant help but catch a play
Trap shit in my DNA, I cant help but serve a J
I buy nothin but fast cars to make sure I get away
Niggas takin space up in the trap, I swear they in the way
I keep nothin but shooters with me, I should join the NBA
Catchin plays in Dior B22s, that orange and gray
I got Band-Aids on my mind, so Im worrying every day, hey
[Chorus]
I cant **** with you, I know your type, I know you slime
Yeah, Im ridin with the gang wrong or right, yeah, every time
We gon take these bags to different states, who volunteerin to drive?
This shit for the brave-hearted, if you scary, you cant ride
Broke nigga aint got no gas money tryin to bum a ride
Swipin with some shades and some fake dreads, I improvise
They dont wanna see me win, they sit back and they criticize
This is real ZaZa, with the bags, I charge em thirty-five