Type O
Caution tape torn on my fierce endorsements
Put me through the flames
You expect I come through with a high-hello
Swear that my neck get stressed
When I spend so much time looking down below
Tongue on it when I pay my post for an envelope
Not sure I'm tryna see your cute face again
But it's been a real pleasure though
Two in the morning who whip it to Chelsea
His plug got the Boasey what's realer than that
Hani and Ullie and Aerosmith my life a parable
Ain't no comparing me with
I want it wild like Jumanji origami
Or when I'm wearing Ferragami
Keep it wholesome so it's always hearty
I do it right and never need for sorries
Northside of Newbury's where I been at
It's all-cash deals and you know that's facts
Drippy it's dripping it's wet it's gushy
My beard's such a mess and I need a tick tack
Light that j that white that purp
That haze that gassy that kushy stuff
007 no muffle on weapon
Lipstick prints polka dot my tux
Woke up road rough where your ass at
They wrote big things on the chat app
Need things big things where your Bash at
I get stressed out from the flashbacks
They all went ghost like a Snapchat
Then go show up on my last lap
Both wings been cut but I still glide
These hands been hurt but I still try
Put me through the flames
You expect I come through with a high-hello
Swear that my neck get stressed
When I spend so much time looking down below
Tongue on it when I pay my post for an envelope
Not sure I'm tryna see your cute face again
But it's been a real pleasure though
Nah it ain't the intro it's a hook
I've been at the 'brary with the books
Why you like stressing out the boy
Nah it ain't a heart its a toy
Pourin' rain how we still stay dry
Gave us all the wrong turns and we still came right
Payload heavy boy still finna take flight
Cold shoulder dropping anytime I'm hearing all the hype
I don't love you I was joking it's a typo
Right one for the job like I'm Type O
Told you that stay but I might go
Passin' out my number like I'm Geico
So many wanna see me not well not good
How could they ever be so mad
So many wanna see me do bad eat L's
If they could take my name off the map
Pourin' rain how we still stay dry
Gave us all the wrong turns and we still came right
Payload heavy boy still finna take flight
Cold shoulder dropping anytime I'm hearing all the hype
Nah it ain't the intro it's a hook
I've been at the 'brary with the books
Why you like stressing out the boy
Nah it ain't a heart its a toy
Put me through the flames
You expect I come through with a high-hello
Swear that my neck get stressed
When I spend so much time looking down below
Tongue on it when I pay my post for an envelope
Not sure I'm tryna see your cute face again
But it's been a real pleasure though
Two in the morning who whip it to Chelsea
His plug got the Boasey what's realer than that
Hani and Ullie and Aerosmith my life a parable
Ain't no comparing me with
I want it wild like Jumanji origami
Or when I'm wearing Ferragami
Keep it wholesome so it's always hearty
I do it right and never need for sorries
Northside of Newbury's where I been at
It's all-cash deals and you know that's facts
Drippy it's dripping it's wet it's gushy
My beard's such a mess and I need a tick tack
Light that j that white that purp
That haze that gassy that kushy stuff
007 no muffle on weapon
Lipstick prints polka dot my tux
Woke up road rough where your ass at
They wrote big things on the chat app
Need things big things where your Bash at
I get stressed out from the flashbacks
They all went ghost like a Snapchat
Then go show up on my last lap
Both wings been cut but I still glide
These hands been hurt but I still try
Put me through the flames
You expect I come through with a high-hello
Swear that my neck get stressed
When I spend so much time looking down below
Tongue on it when I pay my post for an envelope
Not sure I'm tryna see your cute face again
But it's been a real pleasure though
Nah it ain't the intro it's a hook
I've been at the 'brary with the books
Why you like stressing out the boy
Nah it ain't a heart its a toy
Pourin' rain how we still stay dry
Gave us all the wrong turns and we still came right
Payload heavy boy still finna take flight
Cold shoulder dropping anytime I'm hearing all the hype
I don't love you I was joking it's a typo
Right one for the job like I'm Type O
Told you that stay but I might go
Passin' out my number like I'm Geico
So many wanna see me not well not good
How could they ever be so mad
So many wanna see me do bad eat L's
If they could take my name off the map
Pourin' rain how we still stay dry
Gave us all the wrong turns and we still came right
Payload heavy boy still finna take flight
Cold shoulder dropping anytime I'm hearing all the hype
Nah it ain't the intro it's a hook
I've been at the 'brary with the books
Why you like stressing out the boy
Nah it ain't a heart its a toy
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Writer(s): Naman Patel
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