All Kinds

Lyrics

[Chorus: ManMan Savage] I got gas in, I got all kinds I got pints in, I got all kinds I got bad bitches, yeah all kinds I got sticks nigga, yeah I got all kinds If she a bad bitch, then she all mine I told her last year that this year mine I get that cash in, don't see none' but them dollar signs She want her ass big, I told her I don't mind [Verse 1: ManMan Savage] I keep packs, yeah I serve I got all kinds of syrup I got straps, I shoot first I got xans, I got percs Got my engine in the trunk, my shit built with burst See my bitch with me, she gon' pull it out her purse Zone 6 niggas, we got all the work Up in Zone 6 I can get you murked For a cheap price, it won't cost shit I got all kind of shooters love to off shit One stop shop, we gon' get it off quick And I only fuck with bitches on they boss shit [Chorus: ManMan Savage] I got gas in, I got all kinds I got pints in, I got all kinds I got bad bitches, yeah all kinds I got sticks nigga, yeah I got all kinds If she a bad bitch, then she all mine I told her last year that this year mine I get that cash in, don't see none' but them dollar signs She want her ass big, I told her I don't mind [Verse 2: Trill Sammy] I'm smoking out the pound, I got all kinds Walk in with three bitches with me and they all mine Flooded out the Rollie, I can't tell the time Bitch don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout them dollar signs Yeah, ran me up a check and they thought I would fail Wake up, Gucci slippers when I check the mail My bitch hate when groupie bitches blow my cell I got OG on me, yeah they know the smell Three grams in my wood, I think it's not enough All these damn blue hundreds keep on adding up I just tapped the gas and took off like I'm in a rush Cut my phone on don't disturb, I'm hard to get in touch [Chorus: ManMan Savage] I got gas in, I got all kinds I got pints in, I got all kinds I got bad bitches, yeah all kinds I got sticks nigga, yeah I got all kinds If she a bad bitch, then she all mine I told her last year that this year mine I get that cash in, don't see none' but them dollar signs She want her ass big, I told her I don't mind Ayy, I got gas in, I got all kinds I got pints in, I got all kinds I got bad bitches, yeah all kinds I got sticks nigga, yeah I got all kinds If she a bad bitch, then she all mine I told her last year that this year mine I get that cash in, don't see none' but them dollar signs She want her ass big, I told her I don't mind