Type of Girl

Man, look, check this out, look

Man, look, man fuck all that, man

Just listen to the music

That music telling you to come with me

Come give your girl the key, man

You know, you can chill tell Uber get here to get you after you get this dick, man

Got a thing for the damn woman

She gonna light it up on my roll

She know I'ma make her mine

But a **** like me can't choose one

She gon' hit me for the business

I'm gon' hit her with the fitness

Bae, I'ma work you out

Show you that a young **** really do this

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

She know I hold it down for her

What you doing? Send 'em over

Fifty shades of Gates on my sofa

Forgot to move it right after you been over

Sip a lot of lean, opposite of sober

Goddamn, ain't it going ham, put you closer

Grip you by your neck while I nibble at your shoulder

Text message ain't over

On my phone like, when you coming over?

I don't talk but I listen, I'm a real ****

Pull your hair, I talk bad when I deal with you

She gon' light it up and maybe I'ma chill with her

Thick thighs, slim waist, bitch real different

She got her own whips and a crib with her

Swimming pool out back, skinny dipping in it

Left the Mac with the flap, got the semi with me

Big girl putting up with the liquor in me

Running from her when I jump, say she feel it in her

Giving dick to a dick, come on say you not

Tryna give me money, come on, got it off the block

Stand up guys, stay me, double stop

Hold it down for you, yeah, touching every spot

Tied to the head really she be wilding off

Too deep, Kevin please, yelling, take it out

When her face in the pillow, hard to make it out

Got a thing for the damn woman

She gonna light it up I'ma roll one

She know I'ma make her mine

But a **** like me can't choose one

She gon' hit me for the business

I'm gon' hit her with the fitness

Bae, I'ma work you out

Show you that a young **** really do this

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

She know I hold it down for her

I got a thing for the Latinas

Pick her ass up in the black Beemer

Or I might just do her in the black Beemer

And she can call a friend, come and tag team

She gonna leave all the drama for the ex

And we gonna leave all them games for the packs

No secrets, no missing chapters

And we always getting high like we're climbing ladders, yeah

And her mama know she down

Hoes gonna chase, she still shine

And I'ma slide in like a zip line

All these haters acting sour like good wine

I pass through her crib when I got time

A **** on the road needing dollar signs

Gold diggers see me as a gold mine

But I don't see them hoes like I'm going blind

Ko$a

She calling my phone when she get horny

She in the bed all alone, can't do without me

I'm kissing her thighs, touching her body

And she know I be gone in the morning 'cause a ****

Got a thing for the damn woman

She gonna light it up I'ma roll one

She know I'ma make her mine

But a **** like me can't choose one

She gon' hit me for the business

I'm gon' hit her with the fitness

Bea, I'ma work you out

Show you that a young **** really do this

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

That's the type of girl I was fucking with

She know I hold it down for her