Type Shit (feat. King Bray) is a song in English
I've been on my blue, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
She been fuckin' with the crew, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
See your ice and that's some fu, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Saw your mans on the news, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got your bitch, she sendin' nudes, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Benjamins, my doubloons, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Bout my blues on some Crip, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
100K on my wrist, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, I'm all about my blues, type shit
I'm with your boo, time shit
She be posted up on Insta with some new guy shit
Ask me how I do it, this shit off the rip, type shit
Better not blink, cause you don't wanna miss this shit
Okay, let's go
All this god damn green, turn your main girl to a hoe
Double up my bag like I'm walkin' out the store
Boy filled up with envy, got him wishin' for this flow
Say he boutthe smoke when I pull up, it's on go
It's on go, what? It's on go, yeah
It's on go, what? It's on go, yeah
It's on go, yeah
It's on go, yeah
It's on go, yeah
It's on go, yeah
It's on go, neck on froze, no, I cannot fuck with these hoes
Off that dro, bout to smoke, turn to a ghost like I'm wearin' a cloak
Nigga be rockin', designer wanna be me
I be wet, water, Fiji
Hoe textin me, yeah, they really tryna link me
Your main ho wanna be my sneak link
She hit me up, that pussy need beating, uh-huh
That pussy need beating, I'll make it disappear like Houdini
Ten missed calls, I'ma keep the hood ringin
Get the bitch turnt, I'm a hype man
Fuck which hoes, all types man
Chop thumpin like a drum band
She off three percs, I'm off two, Xans
I been fillin' my cup with the mud need ashovel
Been fuckin' that bitch and I don't need a rubber
She call me a king, so you know I'm a dub her
Get fucked in the back of the Benz, I don't love her
It's a I-8, fuck a Honda, we go worldwide like Verizon
Flew your bitch out to the islands
Whole crowd goin' crazy, that ain't wildin
Hoe think she dressed nice, she ain't stylin
I got your main bitch, she be ridin
I got the code to the safe, you can't find it
The girl of your dreams be suckin' and grindin
I'm like Osama, you cannot find her
Pop up, pop out, shoot, recline her
Come around the corner, you can't find her
Ion like niggas like I'm Joe Biden
Ayy, I been on my blue, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
She been fuckin' with the crew, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
See your ice and that's some fu, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Saw your mans on the news, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got your bitch, she sendin' nudes, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Benjamins, my doubloons, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
Bout my blues on some Crip, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh
100K on my wrist, type shit, uh-huh, uh-huh