Typical
Hello? Yeah, alright, I'm on the way
Ayy, tah, ayy
Ayy, yeah, uh, yeah
Where do I really wanna go?
Wonder what I wanna be
Drop top by the sea
Smoking loud, just you and me
I might land right by the coast
All fruit we eat
Know this ain't typical
You ain't had nun like me
Come to find out I don't speak your language
Now I'm high as fuck thinkin', "What the fuck was I thinking?"
Main bitch be brainless
Prada bag for her anguish
She in love with big faces
Coke white ain't tainted
She ain't seen nun' like this
I be gettin' lost in the mist
We be in lots of smoke
All that bitch do is choke
You know I'm bound, let's go
Gucci he bound to blow
You want me? Let me know
You know I never notice
Got lil' bitch in the back, you know I might just let her blow this
And me and bro off two flats, you know we ain't keepin' up focus
Wish a nigga would come my way
I'mma shoot like Jayson Tatum
Bet that bitch gon' vote for me
Like I am the fuckin' mayor
Y'all boys ain't gettin' no paper
Got a red dot, amputate him
And I'm havin' all this drip
And I know them niggas can't take it
And that bitch gon' break down by the time that she find a nigga that's like me
And I whip my wrist one time, and this shit get cold, boy I'm too icy
Swear we pullin' up, shootin' shit, swear to god it will not be no fight scene
Shootin' so many clips, got 100 rounds, hope your shoes are made from Nike
And I fucked on her friend, know that bitch will never ever love me
And I know this bitch, and I told this bitch her man be using my type beats
Girl you're beautiful
That's some shit I just want you to know
Hope that you will notice
'Cause you're losing focus
Down bad, down bad, down bad
Ayy
It's criminal, what you be doin', put my life into it
She was time consuming, was physical, I ain't knew it
I ain't do it, I know that lames movin'
Where do I really wanna go?
Wonder what I wanna be
Drop top by the sea
Smoking loud, just you and me
I might land right by the coast
All fruit we eat
Know this ain't typical
You ain't had nun' like me
Come to find out I don't speak your language
Now I'm high as fuck thinkin', "What the fuck was I thinking?"
Main bitch be brainless
Prada bag for her anguish
She in love with big faces
Coke white ain't tainted
Ayy, tah, ayy
Ayy, yeah, uh, yeah
Where do I really wanna go?
Wonder what I wanna be
Drop top by the sea
Smoking loud, just you and me
I might land right by the coast
All fruit we eat
Know this ain't typical
You ain't had nun like me
Come to find out I don't speak your language
Now I'm high as fuck thinkin', "What the fuck was I thinking?"
Main bitch be brainless
Prada bag for her anguish
She in love with big faces
Coke white ain't tainted
She ain't seen nun' like this
I be gettin' lost in the mist
We be in lots of smoke
All that bitch do is choke
You know I'm bound, let's go
Gucci he bound to blow
You want me? Let me know
You know I never notice
Got lil' bitch in the back, you know I might just let her blow this
And me and bro off two flats, you know we ain't keepin' up focus
Wish a nigga would come my way
I'mma shoot like Jayson Tatum
Bet that bitch gon' vote for me
Like I am the fuckin' mayor
Y'all boys ain't gettin' no paper
Got a red dot, amputate him
And I'm havin' all this drip
And I know them niggas can't take it
And that bitch gon' break down by the time that she find a nigga that's like me
And I whip my wrist one time, and this shit get cold, boy I'm too icy
Swear we pullin' up, shootin' shit, swear to god it will not be no fight scene
Shootin' so many clips, got 100 rounds, hope your shoes are made from Nike
And I fucked on her friend, know that bitch will never ever love me
And I know this bitch, and I told this bitch her man be using my type beats
Girl you're beautiful
That's some shit I just want you to know
Hope that you will notice
'Cause you're losing focus
Down bad, down bad, down bad
Ayy
It's criminal, what you be doin', put my life into it
She was time consuming, was physical, I ain't knew it
I ain't do it, I know that lames movin'
Where do I really wanna go?
Wonder what I wanna be
Drop top by the sea
Smoking loud, just you and me
I might land right by the coast
All fruit we eat
Know this ain't typical
You ain't had nun' like me
Come to find out I don't speak your language
Now I'm high as fuck thinkin', "What the fuck was I thinking?"
Main bitch be brainless
Prada bag for her anguish
She in love with big faces
Coke white ain't tainted
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Writer(s): Composer Unknown, James Haley, Aaron Gomez
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