Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist But it ain't cost me nothing, but it's bad, ain't cost me nothing We the one that break the stage, they get paid Came in the game, get your stain, bet the opps know all our names Ain't you entertained? I bust her now she playin' It's struggle where we came, it's smoke behind my game Shots get defined cause some got the hint Made him spin twice cause I swiped, thought he missed Yo, that smoke, I got ice on my wrist Still get my hands dirty, I don't wash them till it's drenched Look up in the sky, subreddit's a plane F***in' with all these chains She got a f***in' b***h, yeah, she tell me she doin' her thing What is a plug when I'm the one walkin' right down the terrain? This the type, b***h, that's out your lane Types, types, this the type, let's roll This the type, b***h, that get your c*** This the type, b***h, that got you trendin' This the type, b***h, that get your d*** split I pour a pint and drink this d*** in 30 minutes Ever since I jumped up off the porch, I been gettin' Thinkin' bout them bags we had stashed in the kitchen They say the society had turned me to a man in his society Look, I say this the type, b***h, love the type I pull up my receipt, yeah, you know it's some type My accountant think I'm gay, all I do is buy s*** From the projects to the private jets, I've been a flop Once a b***h start doin' bad, they need something they can blame it on Couldn't be as hot as me in the summertime with a blanket on These really be puppets, I'm in a lamp, choppin' on payload All you stupids on my slope, got these frames from Ricky Oak All these verses I done slayed, all these looks that I done gave Could've let these f***ers down, but I let them ride my wave Man, these f***ers lookin' real light, and this a** lookin' real heavy Feel like Yoncé with this Birkin, but I'm rollin' with this Kelly Types, types, this the type, let's roll This the type, b***h, that get your c*** This the type, b***h, that got you trendin' This the type, b***h, that get your c*** split Callin' shots, order up the Simmons and score on the opps Scrape up the pennies before I offer splats Could dismiss a humbler type of guy, up in my fire and I'm wavin' it Take off the top, I done gutted it, call me 200 before I had busted it Flex on these f***ers, this s*** ain't ugly, I got a Patek inside of a Cullinan I tell a s*** on me, I tell a f*** on me, keep it a boat with me up in the stove If we get into it, you f***in' gon' dove with me, n****s gon' bowl for me, shoot up the club for me They want the recipe, buy it like Nestle, try get the best meat, but I ain't goin' Shoot like an athlete, don't threaten me, put out a hit in two months and he gone Put out the b***h, she was here for too long, we don't need a loan to Marl Capone I make a M with a blind fold, jump out the jet with some balls or the door F***in' ain't takin' his soul, want a promotion, now he gettin' blowed Yo, I already know, say that a**hole, he gon' come as a ghost Types, types, this the type, let's roll This the type, b***h, that get your c*** This the type, b***h, that got you trendin' This the type, b***h, that get your c***