All Kinds

[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