That’s My Type lyrics

[Intro]
Brr, ayy, I'ma call you back
Ayy, ayy, big guap, big guap, ayy (che on the beat)
No
Woo, woo, woo, woo, bang, bang

[Chorus]
n*ggas like, "How you put that sh*t on?", I got that sh*t (Ayy, ah)
n*ggas like, "How you steal my ho?", b*tch, I got that b*tch
Got the belly of a beast, if I see some guap, I bite that b*tch
n*ggas like, "Why you spend all of that guap on her?" I like that b*tch (Woo, woo)
n*ggas like, "Why you talk about Drac’s all the time?" I like that stick (Doo, doo, doo, woo)
It's a fast car, yeah, on Melrose, b*tch, I drive that whip (Skrrt)
Thotty in my phone, "Why you don't text me back?" You a dry-ass b*tch (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I’ma go out, do a couple shows overseas, flash the lights, that's it (Gang)

[Verse]
She gon' drop that, woah, want her to drop, that's my type of b*tch (Yeah, that's my type)
n*ggas never gon' fold on me, oh yeah, yeah, that's my clique (Yeah, that's my type)
b*tch wanna come sit on my lap, oh yeah, that ain’t my di*k (Yeah, that’s my type)
She gon' sit on my lap, said, "What’s so hard?", b*tch, that's my blick (Yeah, that's my type)
She like, "How you get so damn cool?", yeah, that's my lifestyle, b*tch
All these n*ggas put me on the radio, they like, "That’s that sh*t" (sh*t, sh*t, sh*t)
Only talk about school, like, she know I dropped out that sh*t
b*tch tryna make me look like a fool so you know I dropped that b*tch
She wants to rock, well, baby girl, why you a sl*t? That's it
Got a couple Chrome Hearts that's on me, slight ass sh*t
n*ggas swear they know me, but I don't even know they b*tch
I got two fours just like Kobe so I—, uh (Bang)
I got two fours just like Kobe so I wipe his nose so quick
I get topped off, then I walk off, so lonely
So much swag up on me, yeah, gon' roll up all that, boof, sh*t
Wanna give a young n*gga dome? He shoot like we playin' at home (Bang)
Smokin' this sh*t straight out of a bong
Bet his ass can't make it back home, yeah
My n*gga get higher than a drone, b*tch, what's this? That's Comme Garçons
Buh, I'll never give a n*gga hope, on bullsh*t like I'm Derrick Rose (Doo, doo)
Put me in the f*ckin' game, coach, yeah
And what are-
You like, "Is that b*tch kosher?"
Why would you put all hearts chrome?
[Chorus]
n*ggas like, "How you put that sh*t on?", I got that sh*t (Ayy, ah)
n*ggas like, "How you steal my ho?", b*tch, I got that b*tch
Got the belly of a beast, if I see some guap, I bite that b*tch
n*ggas like, "Why you spend all of that guap on her?" I like that b*tch (Woo, woo)
n*ggas like, "Why you talk about Drac's all the time?" I like that stick (Doo, doo, doo, woo)
It's a fast car, yeah on Melrose, b*tch, I drive that whip (Skrrt)
Thotty in my phone, "Why you don't text me back?" You a dry-ass b*tch (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'ma go out, do a couple shows overseas, flash the lights, that's it (Gang, gang)