Type Shit Lyrics

Ayy

Put the paws on you one-on-one, you would rather type shit

Recommend not fuckin' with my dogs, they get hype quick

If I see you move the wrong way then I might trip

Catch me higher than a helicopter, chillin' on some fly shit

Niggas keep on talkin' down, all I gotta say is (Type shit)

Got a couple bands, what's the cost? What's the price list

She sucked a dick and kisses up on her nigga, bitch, you triflin'

Shit, I only fuck with 10's, if she a 9 then I might hit

Need to get up off yo' ass, ain't no way to make the time skip

Man, these niggas act like bitches, you remind me of a bastard

He think this life is a movie, he'd prolly be my favorite actor

I bet you when I shoot the 3, the haters see me from the rafter

I see you talk but you ain't walking, niggas love the chit chatter

Life short, keep on playing, bitch, I rip you out yo' chapter

I pull the strings on my grind, nigga I'm the puppet master (I pull the strings)

I see the money faster

Diving in yo' bitch pussy like the Hardy Boyz, I'm jumping off of ladders

Miss me with that bullshit, we don't play them type of games

You down bad for these hos, you a different type of lame

I turned her to a Lani lover, made a different type of change

AR got a big sound, it made a different type of bang

I'm back like I never left, time to shit up on these clowns

Hit my baby while she face down, I'm on the side now

Drunk as hell from a Henny cup, I'm getting high now

They treat yo' block just a playground the way the slide down

Don't give a fuck about you asking for respect, bitch, I'ma take mine

You the type to cry and pout about yo' struggle, I'ma face mine

Shit, I knew you was a lame, bitch, I heard it through the grapevine

Man, I knew you was a simp, you the type to use some Drake lines

Guarantee we get the cash, we on the same league

Guarantee we get respect up in my bitch, we on the same team

Yeah, I'm playing like pro like I'm tryna get my 8th ring

Bouta interview yo' bitch with this dick, I told her, "Say Cheese"

Talk is cheap so I don't speak to niggas

I know she like me 'cause I'm real, I told her, "It can't get more realer"

I've been tryna do more good and they still paint me as a villain

Blue-strips in my pocket, got 'em matching all my denim

2024, I'm working, nothin' stopping my momentum

You digging holes if you switch on me, go find a grave to dig up

All the shit I do on purpose, nigga, ain't no accidental

If they gon' doubt, let 'em count me out 'cause I ain't fucking with them, Lani Worrld