Type Lyrics

Night, liver, she not my type Bitter, I give her pipe

Skipper,lil' shawty on site, I'm the realest Night, liver, she not my type

Bitter, I give a pipe Skipper, lil' shawty on site, I'm the realest

Iced out my jewels, she a gold digger, don't care if she lose

She gon' text me like, like, bae, what's the moves

Hit em' left, right, no, no, duck, hit a two

Get watchu ask, but what come wit it too?

I love my shoes, just like she love them dudes

That Mason Margiela, got me feelin' cool

She tryna be boss, but that shit ain't the moves

Like I gotta get to that uh,

Bag, we movin' fast, till' I hit 250 on the dash

I was that smart n***a in the class, I make the smart bitches wanna pass

Back then I was sad, now she gone and the youngin' been glad

Back to back, I'm poppin' them tags, can't say shit, I'm ahead of my class

Night, Liver, she not my type Bitter, I give her pipe

Skipper, Lil' shawty on sight, I'm the realest

Night, Liver, she not my type Bitter, I give her pipe

Skipper,Lil' shawty on sight, I'm the realest

The wonder shawty been textin' I'm blind

The wonder shawty been textin' I'm blind

The wonder shawty been textin' I'm blind

The way that shawty been touchin' I blow