Текст песни My Type (feat. Yung Mal) - Yung Mal , Young Stoner Life Records , Karlae
(Too
Tall)
Nigga,
I
done
flooded
my
wrist,
got
it
dancin'
in
the
rain
and
My
diamonds
got
moves
like
Jagger
Made
the
money
flip
like
jump
off
the
ladder
Real
bitch,
steppin',
I
don't
do
no
chatter
Cloth
is
cut
different,
I
walk
with
a
knife
I
can't
fuck
with
brokies,
I
break
out
in
hives
(mm-hm)
Vision
expensive,
CCs
on
my
eyes
I
'bout
that
money,
n'
yeah,
that's
my
type,
ay
Hey
(that
my
type),
yeah,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
(that
my
type,
that
my
type)
Yeah,
ay,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
(yeah,
that
my
type)
Yeah,
yeah,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
(that's
my
type)
Yeah,
ay,
know
that
that
money
my
type
Know
that
that
money,
my
type
Baguettes
on
my
body,
he
say
I'm
a
hottie
Hoodie
lil'
kitty,
I
do
what
he
like
Like
Kawasaki,
I
ride
like
a
bike
Slide
in
that
Lamb
with
that
pipe
Don't
do
no
playin'
you
try
me,
they
sprayin'
Don't
got
no
time
to
be
wastin'
on
fights
Talk
to
me
nice,
I
be
claimin'
your
life
Like
a
thief
in
the
night
I
take
anythin'
but
some
dick
If
he
want
time
with
me
then
he
AP
my
wrist
I
don't
want
no
relations,
get
hit
then
I
dip
(ha)
The
money
just
come
to
me
I
keep
it
on
me,
that's
just
for
the
company
These
niggas
pussy,
these
bitches
is
wannabes
Pretty
lil'
bitch
want
it,
nobody
hungrier
than
me
Nigga,
I
done
flooded
my
wrist,
got
it
dancin'
in
the
rain
and
My
diamonds
got
moves
like
Jagger
Made
the
money
flip
like
jump
off
the
ladder
Real
bitch,
steppin',
I
don't
do
no
chatter
Cloth
is
cut
different,
I
walk
with
a
knife
(yuh)
I
can't
fuck
with
brokies,
I
break
out
in
hives
Vision
expensive,
CCs
on
my
eyes
I'm
'bout
that
money,
n'
yeah,
that's
my
type,
ay
Hey,
yeah,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
(okay,
okay)
Yeah
(yuh,
yuh),
ay
(uh-huh),
know
that
my
type,
yeah
(my
type)
Yeah,
yeah
(uh-huh,
uh-huh),
know
that
my
type,
yeah
Yeah,
ay,
know
that
that
money
my
type
(Iceberg)
You
know
that
that
money
my
type,
my
type
All
these
hunnids,
I
cash
out
on
whatever
I
like
I
came
up
from
nothin',
I'm
livin'
my
life
I
swear
I
stay
high
like
I
live
in
the
sky
Drop
a
new
tape
then
I'm
raisin'
my
price
Thought
I
jumped
out
the
freezer,
I'm
loaded
with
ice
I
done
went
up
like
I
climbed
up
a
ladder
No,
I'm
not
from
Toronto,
pull
up
in
a
Raptor
Play
with
this
shit,
put
his
face
on
a
channel
That
Lean
I'm
sippin',
that
dirty
my
Fanta
I
done
got
rich
so
it
don't
even
matter
Jump
out
with
this
stick,
rockin'
Dolce
Cabana
Ran
this
shit
up
just
to
take
care
of
my
family
Mike
Amiri
with
the
racks
stuffed
in
'em
Couldn't
catch
him,
caught
his
mans,
gotta
hit
'em
Choppa
flip
him
like
a
damn
train
hit
'em
Nigga,
I
done
flooded
my
wrist,
got
it
dancin'
in
the
rain
and
My
diamonds
got
moves
like
Jagger
Made
the
money
flip,
like,
jump
off
the
ladder
Real
bitch,
steppin',
I
don't
do
no
chatter
Cloth
is
cut
different,
I
walk
with
a
knife
I
can't
fuck
with
brokies,
I
break
out
in
hives
Vision
expensive,
CCs
on
my
eyes
I'm
'bout
that
money,
n'
yeah,
that's
my
type,
ay
Hey,
yeah,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
Yeah,
ay,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
know
that
my
type,
yeah
Yeah,
ay,
know
that
that
money
my
type,
yuh
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