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Type Shit

Type Shit

Type Shit

Yeah yeah yeah uhYeah yeah uh yeah yeahIt cost a half a ticket forA glass wrist half a milli’But it ain’t cost me nothin’For this bad bitch ain’t cost me nun’ hoWe the ones that break the stage break then get paid payCame in the game get your stainBet the ops know all our names bitchAin’t you entertained hoI bossed her now she plain plainThe struggle where we came struggleThere’s smoke behind my game smoke
Soo grrraahShots get to firin’’cause some niggas got to hittin’ hittin’Made em’ spin twice’cause i swear i thought he missed goFuck that smoke shit i got ice on my wrist iceStill get my hands dirty i’ll wash em’Til’ it’s drenched soo soo soo
Look up in the sky it’s a bird it’s a planeBitch it’s the rocket with all ofThese chains bitch it’s the rocketShe got a nigga but shit she told meShe doin’ her thang shit that’s coolWhere there’s a plug well none are moreRocking right now on terrain where there’s a plug oh
Type shit type shit this the type shit let’s rollThis the type shit that get ya bitch hit smashThis the type shit that got ya trendin’ trendKilled it right quick but we ain’t finish no
I pour a pint and drink that shit in 30 minutes drink leanEver since i jumped up off the porch i been gettin’ it get itThinking bout’ them bags we had stashed in the kitchen bagsThey said that society had turned me to a menace fuck society fuck em’
LookI say this the type shitBitches love to type shitI pull up marine serreYou know in some tight shitMy accountant think i’m gayAll i do is buy shitFrom the projects
To the privates jetsI’ve been a fly bitch mwahOnce hoes start doing badThey need something they can blame it onBitches couldn’t be as hot as meIn the summertime with a blanket onBitches really be puppetsI’m in the lamb-chop
And i don’t play along skrrtAre you stupid dumb or slow?Got these frames from ricky oAll these verses i done slayedAll these looks that i done gaveCould have let these fuck hoes drownBut i let them ride my waveMan these hoes looking real lightAnd this ass looking real heavyFeel like beyonce with this birkinBut i’m rowland with this kelly grrr
Calling shots brrrr orderThe semi’s then score on the ops scoreScrape up the pennies before i was poppin’ heyFuck her dismiss herI’m that type of guy get out of thereUp’ing my fire and i’m waving it fireTake off the top i done gutted it gutted itCall me two harlet before i had busted it beforeFlex on you niggas this shit gettin’ ugly uglyI got a patek inside of the cullinan ah
I tell her suck on me i tell her fuck on meKeep it a buck with me up in it stuck with me yessirIf we get into it you niggas gon’ duck for me goNiggas go buck for me shoot up the club for me shootThey want the recipe body like nestleTry to get the best of me but i ain’t going noShe liked an athlete nigga don’t threaten mePut out a hit in two-months he gone hitPut out the bitch she was here for too long put outWe don’t need a loan the mob capone mobI make an m with a blindfold whoo
Jump out the gym with some bows of the dope heyThem niggas spinnin’ they takin’ they souls spinWant a promotion now he gettin’ blowed blowNiggas already know you knowSet ain’t no ho he gon’ come as a ghost
Type shit type shit this the type shit let’s rollThis the type shit that get ya bitch hit smashThis the type shit that got ya trendin’ trendKilled it right quick but we ain’t finish no
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