Ur Type

(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
(Let me tell you something)

See you looking at me
See you looking at me in the (Ah)
See you want me
See you want it
And you wanna (Ah) (Ah)
See you looking at me
See you looking at me (Ah)
See you watching me

And you know
And you know i'm you're type (Yeah)
And you fucking with me
Fucking every night (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I got it (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I (Ah) (Yeah)

And you know
And you know i'm you're type (Yeah)
And you fucking with me
Fucking every night (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I got it (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I (Ah) (Yeah)

Said your hot?
Gotta say no (Ah)
Say you're squad?
Just be at my show (Ah)
I can't hold his hand if he broke (Ah)
Capping on the gram
He a joke (Fosho)
Bitch I been in Vogue
You know shit done changed
Since the last time we spoke (Oh, Oh, Oh)
You already know
Bitch i'm not the same
In the game with the smoke
Got the bottles on me
And we popping
Smoke another one
And I ain't (Woo)
Smoke another one
And I ain't stopping
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You biting on my flow?
You can have it
Like my old guy
Gotta go
At my show
When my new shit hit the floor (Yeah)
Had to let you go
Thought you were my own (Yeah)
Then you stepped up on me, bro
Now i'm cold (Yeah)

And you know
And you know i'm you're type (Yeah)
And you fucking with me
Fucking every night (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I got it (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I (Ah) (Yeah)
And you know
And you know i'm you're type (Yeah)
And you fucking with me
Fucking every night (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I got it (Yeah)
And you know
And you know that I (Ah) (Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Francesca Deckert
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