menu-iconlogo
logo

You The Type

logo
歌詞
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

These hoes ain't even on s**t

Weak-ass hoes

You know what the f*ck goin' on

Yeah (Yung Swerve)

You the type of b***h ain't got no bottle, b***h (lame-ass ho)

You the type of b***h ain't got no dollars, b***h

Ayy, ho

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You the type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You the type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You thе type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You thе type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

You the type of b***h to let the n***a ride all in your car

Niggas can't get s**t from me, won't even buy 'em a cigar (I better not)

You be claimin' you unbothered, make accounts just to lurk (bitch)

Claimin' that your drip is real and got that print pressed on a shirt (weak-ass ho)

See, I'm the type of b***h that pop out cute when I get ready (when I get ready)

And you the type of b***h be wearin' bundles that be sheddin' (your s**t be sheddin')

He poured his lil' heart out in my text, I never read it (I never read it)

See, I just like to break 'em, I don't care 'bout what he textin' (ayy, Gloss Up, bitch)

You the type of b***h that play side b***h to your baby daddy (how?)

I'm the type to beat my BD for doin' all that cappin'

I'm the type of b***h that get money and, yes, I'm with the s**t too (I am)

He love this toxic chocolate, on me bad just like some voodoo

I'm that type of bitch, I want your nigga, I'll come snatch him (I'll come take him)

Now she mad about her nigga, na-na, come get him back then

At my shows strapped and shit, a hundred shots up in this backpack (a hundred rounds)

Can't get caught up by his bitch, so he still hit me through his Snapchat (yeah, his Snap)

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You the type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You the type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You the type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You the type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

Old "I don't really do this" goin' live-ass hoes (yeah, aight)

Layin' with a broke nigga, ol' tired-ass hoes, ayy (tired-ass hoes)

You the type of b***h who never leave when he go cheat (what?)

I might flirt and do my dirt, I bet he still gon' rub my feet, b***h (no cap)

Move comfortably (comfortable)

Anywhere I go, bitches done started me

Her n***a beat

Bein' corny, I'm the only ten he see (I'm his Tennessee)

He tryna buy Hennessy, want D'USSÉ, bad b***h energy

You gotta be kiddin' me if you thinkin' that my time free

Hatin' ho, sit over there

You ain't in my circle 'cause you a square (ho)

Don't wanna be a lame ho

Come on, baby, pull up a chair (come here)

Whoop who? When? Where? (What?)

Drop a pin, bitch, we there (we there)

You the type to say you wanna fight, but, bitch, you pullin' hair (what?)

I'm the type of b***h b***hes hate 'cause they can't f*ck with me (they can't f*ck with me)

These bitches just playin' tough, they won't try they luck with me (they won't get tough with me)

I ain't wrestlin' with no ho, ain't no ho gettin' rough with me (the fuck?)

Prefer the niggas with the money 'cause it be the bucks for me (it be the bucks)

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You the type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You the type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

You the type of b***h that don't be buyin' bottles in the club

You the type of b***h that's buddy, askin' niggas, "Where my hug?"

You the type of b***h that's really nice as hell, but tryna mug

And I'm the type of b***h that be outside your house like, "Ho, what's up?"

You The Type Hitkidd/Aleza/Slimeroni/Gloss Up - 歌詞和翻唱