Type Of Way Lyrics

I'm just feelin' a type of way

Sometimes these feelings won't go away

Her booty big like a double decker

She wanna feel a good night again

I just been feeling a type of way

I might just feel like I'll die today

If I won't reply back to your text

Do not mind me

I'm getting away

Hop in the coupe with the key

Yea

With a bottle of the bubble

Which I keep like a cleptomaniac (Hey)

I'm good with the tech, IT

Yea

Blacked out at this shit at 19

With the pen I carry

I creeped on the scene

God damn it

(Let's go)

Prolly washed away all my sins and my greed

Now my body's in need

Ever since a nigga dreamed

(Body count)

Body count that's word on my momma

I would die for this shit indeed

(Hey)

I'm just feelin' a type of way

Sometimes these feelings won't go away

Her booty big like a double decker

She wanna feel a good night again

I just been feeling a type of way

I might just feel like I'll die today

If I won't reply back to your text

Do not mind mind me I'm getting away

Hop in the coupe with the key

(Yeah)

With a bottle of the bubble

Which I keep like a cleptomaniac

I'm good with the tech, IT

Blacked out at this shit at 19

With the pen I carry

I creeped on the scene

God damn it

Possibly

Bitches want in cause they need those racks

Niggas retire from streaming tracks

I aint to blame I just speak the facts, yuh

Yugh,

Rappers try ball like they're hardest

Part time actor in the parlor

Y'all aint no rappers and no artists

I'm just feelin' a type of way

Sometimes these feelings won't go away

Her booty big like a double decker

She wanna feel a good night again

I just been feeling a type of way

I'm just feelin' a type of way

Sometimes these feelings won't go away

If I won't reply back to your text

Do not mind mind me Im getting away

Hop in the coupe with the key

Yea

With a bottle of the bubble

Which I keep like a cleptomaniac (Hey)

I'm good with the tech, IT

(Yeah)

Blacked out at this shit at 19

With the pen I carry (hey)

I creeped on the scene

God damn it

Prolly washed away all my sins and my greed

Now my body's in need

Ever since a nigga dreamed

(Body count)

Body count that's word on my momma

I would die for this shit indeed

(Hey)