Jus My Type / From LA Lyrics

(What do you desire?)

She so bad, she all mine

I think you jus' my type

Like, you can stay the night

Like, you so boujee and fine

We pull out sticks clutchin' fye'

And she so perfect that smile

Exotic body on ten

In a whip you can't see in

Maison Margiela, I'm steppin' in paint

She clutchin' my chains, you think she a saint

She out of her body, chief my vape

I'm playin' this lil' hoe like a game

New day, new hoe get slayed

Me and twin try new strains

And she gon' fuck for the pape'

The feds outside, hit the race

Got this hoe wit' me no facе no case

She wanna slide to my location

Scorin' pints, yea back to back

Smokin' woods yeah back to back

Give a fuck 'bout what you say

Run the pack up like Usain

Sometimes I miss yo' company

But I keep that stick right under me

Lil' baby, she so fond of me

This love we got, it's hard to believe

Sticks in this bitch the size of a tree

RP's in my pocket, I took 'bout three

She can't feel her face like the muhfuckin' Weeknd

Thirty mg blue pill, can't breathe in

Like, what is you on? Like, why is you tweakin'?

And I'm in yo' city, like why is you teasin'?

She so bad, she all mine

I think you jus' my type

Like, you can stay the night

Like, you so boujee and fine

We pull out sticks clutchin' fye'

And she so perfect that smile

Exotic body on ten

In a whip you can't see in

(What do you desire?)

(Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada)

I'm outside of yo' crib

Lookin' for you at yo' doorstep

And I adore you

Dior you, lemme' show you how it is

I just want more of, more of you, I get under ya' skin

She stay in LA, but she mine and that's just how it is

And I told Dee "don't even spazz out"

But he lashed out and he crashed out

I was down bad sleepin' at Matt house

When Jay died I almost crashed out

I'm in LA for the weekend

So show me what you been teasin'

He goin' out sad, it's not his season

I'm steppin' in Ricky my kicks, I'm creasin'

You so slimey, take my kindness for my weakness

Water the Patek on my wrist, I get seasick

In a 4Matic, clutchin' my stick, it's illegal

I try so hard, it's never enough, you so see thru'

I smoke my lungs out (And I'm tryna forget)

All the time that we spent, all the hoes that we hit

Like, is we done now?

(The truth, like tell me the truth)

I'm outside of yo' crib

Lookin' for you at yo' doorstep

And I adore you

Dior you, lemme' show you how it is

I just want more of, more of you, I get under ya' skin

She stay in LA, but she mine and that's just how it is

Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada

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