Type Shit Lyrics

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Aye

No 42 or Lil baby, we paid

A lot of dead faces, they not in the grave

They up in my pocket

Take off like a rocket

Taught at a young age, go after what pays

We ride in exotics

Too thorough, and too polished

Feel like I’m Phil Jack, cause I’m making these plays

Something gotta change, ima make something shake

Time disappearing at a very high rate

Ain’t nothing personal

If you ain’t my dog I don’t fuck with you

Shit, ima let it be known

I’m all for having the bros on the song

But some shit, I gotta just do on my own

People claim they real man shit, I suppose

Whatever’s gone float y’all motherfuckers boat

They riding my wave, they just trying to float

You know I’m ten toes, cause I stick to the code

Niggas braggin bout all the hoes they done fucked

Laid back skinny nigga, countin rolls I done tucked

On that T Wolves shit, cause I don’t need Love

And I ball like D Book, cause I shine like the sun

But I ain’t in Phoenix

I’m up in Cleveland

If I told you something, can you keep you a secret?

She smart as a rock, ain’t got critical thinking

If money involved, we can make an agreement

Type shit, type shit

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Step out the house

Bands on me, I ain’t got no sense

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When you got that bag

You bet not fumble, they come with a blitz

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Ain’t birdman, but I'm bout my cash money

Think I ain’t a ticket?

You a cluck or a dummy?

Before you answer, you gotta choose wisely

Focused on the present

Don’t care what’s behind me

Cop a new whip of the lot zero mileage

Told myself I was way too smart for college

Ima go get it, cause nigga I’m bout it

Grown man with no money?

Nigga you childish

Trust nobody full of envy and greed

Quarterback option, I’m making the read

We in this together

Go out for my team

Thought of a plan, and I planted the seed

Trust nobody full of envy and greed

Quarterback option, I’m making the read

We in this together

Go out for my team

Thought of a plan, and I planted the seed

Type shit, type shit

Type shit, type shit

Step out the house

Bands on me, I ain’t got no sense

Type shit, type shit

Type shit, type shit

When you got that bag

You bet not fumble, they come with a blitz

Type shit, type shit

Type shit, type shit

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