Ain’t My Type lyrics

[Intro]
(Mike Mixer is in the building)
Be quiet
(Let the band play)
Rat
I don't get along with no rat
Can't no rat hang around here on my block
Can't no rat survive over here
pus*y boy

[Chorus]
Glenwood Road, dog (Road, dog), where my hood at (Hood at)
Lil' baby pus*y stink, go and douche that
I wore my Balenciaga today with my Nikes on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout what they think, I got my ice on (Ice)
Bling, blaow, I hurt they ears, I hurt they eyes, dog (Ice)
Ooh, wow, I stroked her good with my pipe, dog (Come here, come here)
Hell nah, that b*tch was ugly, she ain't my type, dog (Hell nah, uh-uh)
Nothin' that I like, dog (What, n*gga?)

[Verse]
Go 'head with all that bullsh*t
You always tryna get some more just like a hood b*tch
And every time you in the mall, you just be lookin'
And every summer, spring, fall, you just be f*ckin'
You ain't 'bout no money
I get tall in the sheets
Won't lock jaw with no freak
Wipe my balls on her sheet
I'm a dog, that's a yeet
They say, "Snapchat me that pus*y"
She on the 'Gram, but in real life, that ho be musty
Ho kids so bad, they play football and they be cussin'
H-Dawg, don't beef 'cause sh*t get ugly
This an SF90 'Rari, we get money
Your bum ass searchin' for dollars, you a junkie (Old broke ass)
[Chorus]
Glenwood Road, dog (Road, dog), where my hood at (Hood at)
Lil' baby pus*y stink, go and douche that
I wore my Balenciaga today with my Nikes on
Don't give a f*ck 'bout what they think, I got my ice on (Ice)
Bling, blaow, I hurt they ears, I hurt they eyes, dog (Ice)
Ooh, wow, I stroked her good with my pipe, dog (Come here, come here)
Hell nah, that b*tch was ugly, she ain't my type, dog (Hell nah, uh-uh)
Nothin' that I like, dog (What, n*gga?)