Type To Get Money

I'm the type to make sure I keep some bands in my pocket

In your city yeah know whats up bitch we 'bout to pop it

Young fly influence people fuck with it I'm a prophet

Walking down Detroit street in Cali flyer than a rocket

Cool Gray 9s Louis belt match the Louis wallet

Ain't just my name it's a reason that they call me Mi$ha Dolla

Shawty say she fuck with me alright baby I'ma holla

I shit on all them weird niggas at the Met Gala

I'm the type to get rich and put my niggas in position

When I'm grinding every move I make I do it with precision

Got money over beef with niggas that was my decision

Cooking up fire in the booth like we in the kitchen

I get acknowledged by the drip when I'm hopping out the whip

When I get on stage at the strip know I'm 'bout to trip

Getting high with Reg on the west fucking with the Crips

Hardly ever popping out if I ain't scooping up no chips

I'm the type to get money

New Louis boots Louis bag stuffed with all hundreds

Bitches wearing fake Gucci bags walking around with nothing

I ain't trapping but I'm getting to that bag I be hustling

Yeah I'm turnt I be outside drip with new bundles

And I'm pretty ain't the type of chick that you wanna fumble

Talk is cheap bitches so broke that they gotta mumble

Hoeing niggas in face tryna ask me for my number

Just to match the bag went and got my hands and toes pink

Ain't nothing fake yeah really that this not a jinx

In the club with my girls having fun taking drinks

And I'm quick to up some bands every time bitches blink

Was a youngin' me and Chas we was thugging through the Truth Homes

Rocking real designer bitches still rocking VLONE

Real trendsetter all these other bitches clones

Eastside from the Nest yeah I'm really putting on

Shit I'm wearing cost some guap bitch I really put it on

Gucci Louis or Dior I match the drip with the cologne

Weak bitches tryna sit up in our booth I don't condone

I still got old cheese I ain't talking provolone

We on a streak of just balling nonstop on and on