paroles de chanson I'm The Type - Baby Wrekless

Uh, Uh
I'm the type
I'm the type
Uh, uh

Black up on my whip but it's black up in the inside
Drive fast that bih be goin skrt, I got bald tires
Twist my fingers all up in her cat like I got mob ties
Dick be goin left them balls go right now
She cross eyed
They want who, step on who
What they want to do
Slide up on the gang
You best be careful we got pointers too
Attack first, wait on what
That's what hunters do
Me and the gang so tight
Stick together like some Elmer glue

I'm the type a nigga turn the burbs into a trap spot
I'm the type a nigga write a diss after I crashed out
I'm the type a nigga to fuck yo girl
With all that ass out
I'm type a nigga bring the dope that make us pass out
I'm the type, I'm the type
I'm the type,
I'm the type, I'm the type
I'm the type

Jet ready, pack the bag with sticks cause we step heavy
Pray to God before we hit this lick
It ain't second guessing
I'm a spinna four deep in rentals
Put them boys on pictures
I'm the type a nigga get some head until my meat go tender
I'm the type a nigga take some drugs to get love out
I'm the type to mix the old an new
It make my plug hot
I'm the type to send a hit
And get yo plug shot
You the type to pump fake you ain't hit shit with them buck shots

I'm the type
I'm the type
I'm the type
I'm the type
I'm the type
I'm the type a nigga turn the burbs into a trap spot
I'm the type a nigga write a diss after I crashed out
I'm the type a nigga to fuck yo bitch
With all that ass out
I'm type a nigga bring the dope that make us pass out
I'm the type, I'm the type
I'm the type, yeah nigga I'm the type
I'm the type, I'm the type
I'm the type, yeah bitch I'm the type, Uh