T - Type of Sh*t lyrics

(Intro) Yeah Aight, let's get it I'm about to run the game And they don't even f**ing know it I got so much stuff to do And I ain't even f**ing grown yet So what, yea I wrote it You jamming to a f**ing poet This sh** is our moment Whole squad with me yeah they all smoking (Verse 1) I don't wanna know where that b**h be She only wanna know if I'm six feet I only wanna flow on a sick beat She only wanna blow if the dick sweet Hey, hey, hey, hey make that car start bumpin' Hey, hey, hey, hey boy you better start jumpin' Whole squad getting lit in the backseat She only wanna f** with some athletes She wanna roll up in the back streets I wanna roll up some backwoods I just wanna know if I'm that good I hit you with the heat unlike jack could I bang and I sang And a gang gang gang The 973 reppin' that hood (Bridge) I'm just coasting, doing the most an b**h I'm never boasting This the type of sh** that them haters can't stand I'm about to flip the script Yeah, b**h, do a hand stand (Hook) This the type of sh** that you play when the loud comes This the type of sh** that you play an a crowd comes This the type of sh** they'll play across the whole globe This the type of sh** that you play when you home alone (Verse 2) While we riding We be vibing Getting these hoes wet like Poseidon Too high to riot I just see it and write it She say she adoring my exploring Shorty I been trying She say I'm roaring my stories b**h I been lion (Bridge 2X) We just finna roll one Tryna have some old fun This the type of sh** you play just to go dumb (Hook) This the type of sh** that you play when the loud comes This the type of sh** that you play an a crowd comes This the type of sh** they'll play across the whole globe This the type of sh** that you play when you home alone This the type of sh** that you play when you don't go to church This the type of sh** that you play if you don't know the verse This the type of sh** you play and you start bumping it This the type of sh** you play and you start loving it (Verse 3) Just like McDonalds Bring me the models I'm trying to coddle She swallow the bottle I'm not one to follow I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes Thinking you safe In them fake J's Boy I peeped those I walked in the joint like I'm bankroll I'm going places you can't go To the soul's where the drank go Bro I'm sorry my whip smell like dank tho I run this sh** like I own the place Good looks, yea these hoes know the face Rhymes so high they make you go to space Don't step outta line, b**h know your place Just tryna keep up my GPA Saving my plant like the EPA Lose your mind when you see me play Aye She telling me she wanted me to raw dog I said nah broad But when I went down on her she said she saw god, ah You know I love my squad And you know I love my moms Step to us you better back up b**h do not act up Like a Snapple cap up you need to get your facts up, bet (Bridge 2X) We just finna roll one Tryna have some old fun This the type of sh** you play just to go dumb (Hook) This the type of sh** that you play when the loud comes This the type of sh** that you play an a crowd comes This the type of sh** they'll play across the whole globe This the type of sh** that you play when you home alone This the type of sh** that you play when you don't go to church This the type of sh** that you play if you don't know the verse This the type of sh** you play and you start bumping it This the type of sh** you play and you start loving it