Detroit Type Beat ft. OG Ted Lyrics

I don't take shit serious

I had my little sister write this fuckin' verse, man

Don't be talkin' bout cappin' shit, man

I made this shit to prove a point

They don't fuck with me cause I don't rap like Rio

It don't matter to these hoes if you single

And I just found Jesus so I might join Christian Mingle

And she crucify the dick the type to make my toes tingle

Where that gun you post about, you ain't no shooter,

I knew you back in high school, pussy you a loser

This a young man's game, I'm fuckin' cougars

I fucked the hoe, the more you know, so don't pursue her

Lord, forgive me for my ways

I just bought another K, and I took it round the corner just to see if it'll sang

Got the heater on my waist, no Febreze, we let it spray

If I get uneasy, you won't live to see another day

All my opps are MIA, turn em' into fish filet

And my watch is getting heavy, guess it's time to move some weight

My demeanor is on demon, meaning please get out my way,

Please believe it for your sake, it isn't me, it's just my gang

Like, damn, homie, in high school, you was the man, homie, fuck happened to you

Now I break her back, every time she comin' through

It isn't me, it's always you, baby girl, that's nothin' new

Like, uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

I'm glad you brought your twin, cause it's fuck you and him

And they duck when we walk, I am not the type to spin

And I've always been that dude that probably fucked up on her friend

And she said my fit look bummy, but she still let me hit

I don't know about you, boy, but to me a wins a win

Like, damn, I might be from Michigan

In and out the state again, my new bitch, she from Michigan

My new bitch went to state so I'ma see her when her classes end

I'ma pay the tab, drop it off, but we can't stay around

Shit that I be on, they not on, so they can't come around,

This that crack, good dope, like soul food

Shaft said he want me on the beat, I had to roll through

Brought a couple addys and some lean, I got the hoes too

Tell your girl, tell her bring her friends we got both rooms

Where you at, I'm at the Holiday Inn

Who you with, me and my niggas bring all of your friends

What we doin', we break the bar, we ain't payin' for shit

We wake up 6 AM and we gon' do it again,

uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

I'm glad you brought your twin, cause it's fuck you and him

And they duck when we walk, I am not the type to spin

And I've always been that dude that probably fucked up on her friend

And she said my fit look bummy, but she still let me hit

I don't know about you, boy, but to me a wins a win

Like, damn, I might be from Michigan