Big Sant - Type Of Cat lyrics

rate me

From the south

This the kind that promise around

My old school when I’m coming down

Don’t act like I ain’t told you, fool

Fame, I’mma get this change

I’mma stunt on hoes that did

And the niggas that said Big Sant was whack

When they had a shot and they missed

This is how they piss

Should’ve rolled with the winners

Now I’m going through the summer on a plane

With a bad bitch playing on my zipper

Win money on the crib, the underdog winning

Every move is an opinion

That’s right, I wrote the script, y’all play the role

Y’all playing dead and I’m playing, hoe

Keep it on the strip and they paying the tolls

Stop light but I came to go, that’s right, I came to flow

Don’t doubt me, fuck nigga better crown me

You ain’t ‘bout that life then keep the flow

Away from me, I shine on

It can be about cigarella right on or a foreign car with the sky gone

Live like behind limo glass, bitch, how you riding, homie?