[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Huh?
(Zara, you makin' grease again?)
(Damn, Markie done turned that shit up)
Uh-uh, ah-ah
Uh-uh, ah
Huh?

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
If I take a n***a bitch on a trip, he ain't gon' get her back
Put her on a flight overnight, I'm really into that
Pussy good as hell, take her in Chanel to get a bag
She buy me Amiri every month, we goin' tit-for-tat
Alexander Wang for my one thing, that's chump change
She gon' go to Hutch, ice me up, she know I love chains
She just wanna see a skinny n***a in some buff frames
She know I spend that shit, plus I tuck pape'

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Rеal street n***a, I'm every bitch type
Young rich n***a, I'm еvery bitch type
I be with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto young n***a, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent, I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the rags into riches, I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches, I'm every bitch type
[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
I done Dior'd my kicks, I Dior'd my bitch
If she in my face, she gon' get hit
I know I'ma knock her down if she on my list
I love a bad bitch that don't mind a street n***a
That ain't gon' never give that pussy to a weak n***a
When she see the kit on me, I'ma leave with her
She don't want a fan, she want a VIP n***a
Matching minks in the winter, baby, I'm a D n***a
You ain't gon' get her back if Mari, Los, or me hit her
These hoes be goin', these n***as be timid
She let a real n***a hit it, now you wanna beef with her
Bankroll all Crip blue, I don't see n***as

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Real street n***a, I'm every bitch type
Young rich n***a, I'm every bitch type
I be with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto young n***a, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent, I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the rags into riches, I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches, I'm every bitch type

[Verse 3: Baby Money]
I don't fuck with yellow gold, n***a, every wrist white
A shark [?][2:00], that's every bitch type
Celine bags if I talk to you, I tell you that shit light
'Bout to take over a state and pay for every bitch flight
Hell yeah, she got a presi', her head deadly
Turkeys layin' around the crib like we livin' at a deli
Turn my twenties into hundreds, it's a fetish
Them n***as blew they stash, now they askin' for a method
Let me ask you hoes a question, who really gettin' money?
From my watch to my necklace, who really spendin' hundreds?
Hit your block and drop fifty twice, we really spin a hundred
I can't fuck for anything, so I gotta stand for something
Tell her blow me down
And if them bitches catch me up, tell her hold me down
Y'all need to do some catchin' up, we be blowin' pounds
A thousand fiends out the crib, look like Rolling Loud
I cleared the path in two months, so I know he proud
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Real street n***a, I'm every bitch type
Young rich n***a, I'm every bitch type
I be with drug dealers, I'm every bitch type
Ghetto young n***a, I'm every bitch type
That money gettin' spent, I'm every bitch type
That bag gettin' sent, I'm every bitch type
Turn the rags into riches, I'm every bitch type
I'm with the baddest of bitches, I'm every bitch type