"The Type"
(feat. YTB Fatt)
[Real Boston Richey:]
Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Turn me up, P
Uh, tired of nigg*s stealin' my flow
Uh
Uh
Ayy, nigg*s want that smoke, send them youngins, f*ck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't f*ckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say f*ck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your nigg* cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a nigg* with his ass out, damn, that nigg* played
nigg*s havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of nigg*, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her puss*, bitch, you know I pay
You the type, your bitch f*ck another nigg*, you gon' kill the bitch
I'm the type, go back to the drawin' board, nigg*, and build a bitch
I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit
Forgot 'bout a bitch, my new bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it
Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that sh*t jigglin'
nigg*, you broke as f*ck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin'
Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish
Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish sh*t
I'm a dog-ass nigg*, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen
Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin'
Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes
Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you
Rich nigg* in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity
Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity
Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me
Keep a couple shooters 'round for them nigg*s that's after me
Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't f*ck, then we ain't done
We ain't f*ck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one
Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse
Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse
Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older nigg*s Percs
Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work
Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigg*
I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigg*
Ayy, nigg*s want that smoke, send them youngins, f*ck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't f*ckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say f*ck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your nigg* cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a nigg* with his ass out, damn, that nigg* played
nigg*s havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of nigg*, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her puss*, bitch, you know I pay
[YTB Fatt:]
Uh
I'm the type to send a f*ckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae
nigg*, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states
I'm my own man, it's how I made a f*ckin' M in two hundred days
I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey
Send you flowers and eat your puss*, rocks in my mouth cost 50K
nigg*s don't wanna do sh*t 'cause the next nigg*s, man, these nigg*s gay
nigg*s don't know how it feel to book a f*ckin' jet to make a play
nigg*s don't know how it feel to get nigg*s' sh*t splat 'cross the wall, on Zay
Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigg*, that's in the safe
These nigg*s home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe
The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigg*, it don't matter the state
Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate
[Real Boston Richey:]
Ayy, nigg*s want that smoke, send them youngins, f*ck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't f*ckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say f*ck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your nigg* cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a nigg* with his ass out, damn, that nigg* played
nigg*s havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of nigg*, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her puss*, bitch, you know I pay
