Lyrics
Boy she got some ass on her
Nice bag on her
Red bottoms on her heels
She smoke weed, pop pills
That’s my little bitch, I got her nails done
24 inch weave hair long
She only fucking me ‘cause I’m nigga rich
Plus I back call him a bitch
But I really like it, how she ride it
I told her put that thing on vibrate
She go irate, make it gyrate
She don’t suck dick, type of bitch I hate
Oh, shit that I hate
That’s the type of shit that I hate
Type of bitch make you take her on ten dates
Then she give you the pussy and the shit weak (damn)
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that’s the type of shit that I hate
(Now I ain’t gon' hate her but)
Woah, type of shit that I hate
(Yeah, I hate when people say I ain’t hate 'em)
(I feel you though Dollar Sign)
I hate a groupie ho with a passion
Saying «that's the homie» but he smashin'
I hate to see a broke bitch flashin'
Chanel bag that she never keep cash in
Hate when bitches try to put you in the friend zone
Bitch I’m tryna score put me in the end zone
Hate to see a thick bitch on Instagram
And the bitch show up looking like a Teddy graham (unfollow)
Flat butt, fat gut, thirst bucket, that’s what
Type of shit that I hate, I let a thirsty ho dehydrate
Backward ass bitch, do a good nigga bad
‘Sposed to keep you happy, they just make a nigga mad
Nosy ass hoes, I hate ‘em
Always finding shit but can’t find a man to date them, huh
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that’s the type of shit that I hate
Woah, that’s the type of bitch that I hate
Yeah, yeah
IT’S YG 4 HUNDRED!
I hate a bitch that love a bitch that say she love a nigga too
Confuse ass bitch What you gon’do?
Is you gay bitch? Is you straight bitch?
Do this pussy smell good only cause it’s stank bitch?
Shit, that some shit I don’t like
Fuck them and leave them now she tryna get you a low dick right bitch
Ooh you got me fuck ya
You was running from the dick, you ain’t said that when I fuck
Since instagram, I’ve done seen too many pretty bitches
Since instagram, you’ve been taking too many pictures
Now that’s some shit that I hate, if that pussy stank to the house, I migrate
She call a nigga up like «What's happening?»
«You don’t want this pussy?" — Nope bitch, I’m straight
I couldn’t look in her eyes straight
She said she fucks with fly niggas only, that bitch a sky-scrapper
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that’s the type of shit that I hate
Woah, that’s the type of bitch that I hate
Yeah, yeah
Darling, I can’t wait till the morning
But I promise I won’t rush on you
I can’t wait till the morning
But I swear I’ll take my time on you
I’ve got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ve got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’ve got you screaming yeah
I’ve got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah
