Chevy Woods - Yo Type lyrics

[Hook x2:] We don't f** with yo type [x2] We don't f** with yo [x2] We don't f** with yo type All of y'all n***as s**ing n***as, and we don't f** with your type [x2] Push the bu*ton in that Porsche, I can tell you that type I was on the standline for my man, yo you know what that's like Joint rolled I need a light, all the sh** that I did At the studio just made a song and the cops all in my crib You don't know how I live, platinum door I bid Maino watching all this, V watching all this Ray watching all this, yeah Ray watching all this Drake just called me yesterday to tell me, 'boy, you the sh**' f** is y'all n***as saying? Real sh**, admen Got a shooter on a little dome tripping, bet he waiting for me to say when f** is y'all n***as saying? Real sh**, amen Got a shooter on a little dome tripping, bet he waiting for me to say when f** n***a [Hook x2] Hunnid gram ya them candy bars, can't f** with sh** that I do Shorty blessed me, I ain't even sneezed, have them pistols aimed at you J-U-L real blood n***a, only color we know is green See the grill on, I mean motherf**er when I pull up and that's me Taylor Gang, f** what you heard, I'm down for that forever Pistol tucked in that leather, yeah pistol tucked in that leather Serving all these bricks, you can ask 'em, n***as bet they say that I'm good Talk all you want, hazel wood, to the d**h of me I'm so hood Hold 'em down, know where I come from, where I come from be that jungle Bake a cake then I serve the cake with no birthday and they love you Hold 'em down, know where I come from, where I come from be that jungle Bake a cake then I serve the cake with no birthday and they love you [Hook x2]