What Typa sh*t lyrics

[Chorus]
Like what typa sh*t is this?
Like what typa sh*t is this that I be hearing, is these n*ggas serious?
These n*ggas weird as a b*tch I ain't f*cking with none of ’em period
I ain't f*cking with none of these n*ggas I can't take ’em serious
I be on serious sh*t, man this some serious sh*t
And you best take it serious

[Verse]
I pop the TEC if I'm curious
I be on Eddie, delirious
Car get fast and furious tryna keep hold of this cup
While I'm steering it, I see the jakes in the mirror I'm smashing
I'm breaking the pedal, off pills and drank on a whole 'nother level
Dumbass boy triеd to duck but Big Q in the cut
He got hit with a whole 'nothеr metal
My brother shoot then I shoot too, he move too quick
I'ma pick up two sticks then connect with the pair like Bluetooth
Get popped through the top of the car
Get a shot through the coupe roof, ooh-ooh
Big ass bullets not deuce-deuce
Finna put all them b*tches inside of you
So, we can watch yo’ homies lie on you
Pop out the K’ sh*t it sound like we shooting
Say the n*gga ran up, now the n*gga ain't moving
Pull up at his house shooting bricks like the New York Knicks
Gave that boy 33 like I’m Ewing, pulled up on the block with a b*tch
Make me look good make a broke ass n*gga look stupid
Man these n*ggas ain't real as they posted up with a snitch I'm like "What typa sh*t is they doing?"
[Chorus]
Like what typa sh*t is this?
Like what typa sh*t is this that I be hearing, is these n*ggas serious?
These n*ggas weird as a b*tch I ain't f*cking with none of ’em period
I ain't f*cking with none of these n*ggas I can't take 'em serious
I be on serious sh*t, man this some serious sh*t
And you best take it serious