I'M the Type Too - Truth Sincerus

Let the BandPlay Mhm (Band) Yeah, I'm the type of nigga that pay cash for all my whips (Glizock) You the type of nigga that's gon' trick off on a bitch, uh I'm the type of nigga that's gon' scratch you off the list, yeah (uh, bah) You the type of nigga that's gon' throw a rock and snitch, uh I'm the type of nigga spent six figures on my wrist (uh, uh, uh, yeah) You the type of nigga that be stressin' 'bout the rent (yeah) I'm the type of nigga, I'm rich but still hit a lick (on God) You the type of nigga get mad, your bitch bought my shit (hah) Ha, ha, yeah (ha), I'm the top dog (top dog, uh) Glizock pulled up in that new thing with the top off (skrrt) Then he pulled off with your boo, finna knock her socks off (yeah) Get his rocks off (yeah), hit it with my rocks on, uh (yeah) Got my money long, yeah, my money grown (yeah) Yeah, I was gettin' it on before I dropped the songs (uh) Yeah, bitch, I'm well-known, you know I keep one on me (yeah, bah) Yeah, you know I keep one on me You can ask your homies (bah, bah, bah, bah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah) This bitch just told me that I'm the dripper of the year, uh (drizzy) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (yeah) Glizock is that nigga, he ain't nothin' like you queers, uh (yeah) Skeleton upon my wrist, I'm goin' for the kill (yeah) Young and money hungry, where the fuck a nigga meal? (Uh) I just bought two chains and both them bitches cost a crib, yeah I just bought two chains and I just bought a crib Yeah, I'm the type of nigga that pay cash for all my whips, yeah You the type of nigga that's gon' trick off on the bitch, yeah I'm the type of nigga, get that shit and make a flip, yeah You the type of nigga, don't do shit but move your lips, uh Yeah, I'm the type of nigga that pay cash for all my whips, yeah You the type of nigga that's gon' trick off on the bitch, yeah I'm the type of nigga, get that shit and make a flip, yeah You the type of nigga, don't do shit but move your lips, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah

(Kill 'em, Shui) Walk up, push a nigga shit back, we invented that Real nigga, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack Baow-baow, chicka-chicka, you think I wasn't get you, did you? Share locations, get up on him close, it make his mental wiggle I was fightin' attempt, I went to court, threw up my middle finger Thug life, hit him with that Hellcat, he Suge Knight Drink a eight of Wock' up, put my Glock up, then goodnight I can't pop outside without my gun, nigga, then goodnight You the type of nigga to let your mans die and don't slide I'm the type of nigga to pop up late, I been here nine times Threat him, run up on him, baow, I'm the messenger Foenem steady tweakin' off them drugs, they poppin' Teslas Pop his ass, then wonder, "Did I really fuck my blessin' up?" God, you know he made do it, he tweakin' like we ain't into it, nigga Walk up, push a nigga shit back, we invented that Real nigga, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack I'm the type of nigga pop out with the Glock, I let the switch talk Turn into V. Roy while I'm on them hits, lettin' the whole clip off These nigga pussy, man, these niggas baby food, these niggas really soft Got me to the toughest nigga in the room, I want the big dog I'm a real nigga goin' on them things, I ain't never froze Real nigga sittin' in the cell, I ain't never told I'm the type of nigga have your main bitch out here dumpin' loads Fuck her in a trap, that bitch got naked walkin' past them 'bows Gotta cop the whole four-four-eight 'cause I ain't sellin' Os Addicted to this cash, hood pharmacist, I don't never close I don't give a fuck, rob who? Pussy, get killed Put this Glock on your bitch-ass, then switch clips Walk up, push a nigga shit back, we invented that Real nigga, I ain't with the trollin' on the internet I'm the type bump into you, see if you really into that Been certified before a IG, fuck that blue check I'm the type turn into the plug from the middle man I'm the type front you what you buy, I might double that I'm the type lampin' at the crib where your mama at I'm the type have your baby mama bring a hundred pack

I've crossed the river, and I mean to go far I'm heading out on the ocean, alone, invisible I know, in my mind, where I go, I wanna see it all While I can, here I come, hear me say Once in a lifetime Follow the moonshine Once in a lifetime Come with me I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I am here now I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I'm here I'm juggernaut, I'm blinded by the sun, this is it Far away, there is no second chance I'm on my way, all aboard for the ride I am already here so you can't leave me behind hear me say Once in a lifetime Follow the moonshine Once in a lifetime Come with me I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I am here now I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I'm here Once in a lifetime Follow the moonshine Once in a lifetime Come with me Flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I am here now I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I'm here I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I am here now I'm flying, high up in the sky Where it all makes sense I'm flying, you're the reason why I'm here [Written by E-Type & Mud. Produced by E-Type. Mixed by Kristian Lundin & John Amatiello]