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the type - wizz havinn & nocap lyrics

[intro: wizz havin]
yeah, n*gga, ayy, yeah
(gentle beatz)
n*gga
mhm, yeah, n*gga, uh

[chorus: wizz havinn]
i’m the type of n*gga that she like, yeah
i’m the type of n*gga come out, all my ice on
i’m the type of n*gga you can bet your life on
i got off my ass, then i got right on
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, you can’t call my phone
i ran up a bag trappin’ off an iphone
stealin’ swag, gotta call these n*ggas my clones
in somethin’ fast, crackers hit the lights, i’m gone

[verse 1: wizz havinn]
i’m that motherf*ckin’ n*gga that they talkin’ ’bout
say it’s smoke, p*ssy n*gga, we can spark it out
yeah, movin’ dope, i’m that n*gga that connect the dots
in the pot with my wrist, i’ma stretch it out
n*gga, you ain’t gon’ blow your pole, so why your weapon out?
i’m knowin’ you a ho, so what you yеllin’ ’bout?
she tryna f*ck me for the cheesе, but i ain’t givin’ out
broke*ass n*gga got no cheese, he a silly guy
[chorus: wizz havinn]
i’m the type of n*gga that she like, yeah
i’m the type of n*gga come out, all my ice on
i’m the type of n*gga you can bet your life on
i got off my ass, then i got right on
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, you can’t call my phone
i ran up a bag trappin’ off an iphone
stealin’ swag, gotta call these n*ggas my clones
in somethin’ fast, crackers hit the lights, i’m gone

[verse 2: nocap]
say i’m the type to f*ck a cougar b*tch and call her sandra
i’m the type who gon’ go public with a private dancer, ayy
i’m the type, you make a diss about me, we’ll turn you dust, ayy
all these f*ckin’ audemars, i feel like elon musk, ayy
i might go cop a richard, dependin’ on how mad i get
and way before i linked with wizz, boy, i was havin’ sh*t
all my hoes come different colors like these hollow tips
i can’t forget about that struggle, that’s what made a n*gga
world up in a n*gga palm, city in my pocket
scared to pay my n*gga bond ’cause them people watchin’
you gotta put it to my temple, my heart just way too big to run
that rolex presidential with a red face like donald trump
they think i’m usain bolt how quick i run through a hundred
i ain’t tryna k!ll no hater, i just f*ck his baby mama
i rock who decides war like a terrorist, obama
it be all in shawty eyes, i can tell that she want me, huh, huh
[chorus: wizz havinn]
i’m the type of n*gga that she like, yeah
i’m the type of n*gga come out, all my ice on
i’m the type of n*gga you can bet your life on
i got off my ass, then i got right on
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, you can’t call my phone
i ran up a bag trappin’ off an iphone
stealin’ swag, gotta call these n*ggas my clones
in somethin’ fast, crackers hit the lights, i’m gone

[outro: nocap]
i’m the type of n*gga come out, all my ice on

- wizz havinn nocap lyrics

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