type shit

[Intro]

Uh!

[Verse 1]

At this point in time, ain't finna argue 'bout some shit I didn't do

Or some shit I didn't say

You ain't my bitch, I really ain't

Don't be going back and forth with niggas who just in the way

Now they like, "What happened?"

Ain't no yapping, I just demonstrate

Chuck a deuce, I'm in the wind

Ten and two, the passion is a ten

Don't do shit for pretend

Got the juice, she like the gin

I like the spruce, she got a light

I'm 'bout to fire these trees again

I'm 'bout to fire on niggas

We...

[Chorus]

Don't condone no weak type shit

Or no fake type shit

Or that sneak type shit

Or that snakе type shit

Type shit, type shit

Typе shit

On that muthafuckin' water, nigga run a tight ship

Put that on my granny daughter, fuck I got to lie for?

[Verse 2]

We was cool every time I saw him, why he talking like this?

Like this, like this, like this, like

Hold on, hold on right quick

This ain't Magic City, bet I got a pole on my hip

Finna kick it with me, bet you ain't one hoe in my VIP

All the niggas with me sliding like I'm on a typewriter

Ain't no pyrite, just gold bars

This ain't no slight shit, light shit

We...

[Chorus]

Don't condone no weak type shit

Or no fake type shit

Or that sneak type shit

Or that snake type shit

Type shit, type shit

Type shit

On that muthafuckin' water, nigga run a tight ship

Put that on my granny daughter, fuck I got to lie for?