Type sh*t* lyrics

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[Gino2x]
She ain't ever do it, uh (Do it)
Caked up
I'm some like a boat bae I got motion (Aye)
She wanna see some cash (Cash)
Bend her ass I'm blow it on it (Blow it)
I just gave My ho a 10 (10)
I ain't no jabronny homie
Creep up in yo' house like Santa Claus on a friday (Friday)
Eat di*k off the rip, She pull up like a driveway (Driveway)
I feel like I'm Paul Wall, lean got me sideways

[NLE Choppa]
(?) pieces
Ace it, f*cked her till she moan n*gga, that's 1 gangsta ass 1 b*tch
Ridin' round in the royce oh, ridin' round yo' booty goal
Bustin' off the rip tucked 9 in the clip
My diamonds blood, money crip
Threw back a pink pill slid in her pus*y like a pink slip
Said she "want kids with mе" so I put a thingy on her lip
Call me her lil protеin shake, the way the b*tch can take a sip
This that type sh*t (This that type sh*t)
I don't like sh*t (I don't like-)
This that type sh*t ([?])
Leave a n*gga lifeless (Let's do it)
This that type sh*t (Type type)
Typewriters couldn't write this
This that type sh*t (This that evil type of type)
[Gino2x]
Aye, throwing cash, shakin' ass, yeah that's type sh*t (Blick)
Blicky in her birkin bag, that's My type b*tch (Yeah)
She want a ring (What?)
But I'm not the type to wife sh*t (Good)
She put that gun in her name, oh yeah that's My wife b*tch
She shakin' it off, she callin' me "Milk her"
Don't give a f*ck about yo' n*ggas, them racks overseas
I can't even feel ya