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Smokepurpp – Type To Lyrics

“Type To” Released May 10, 2019 by Smokepurpp


[Smokepurpp]
I got skinnies up on my Glocks, still fit in those (Pop, pop)
I put a hole in him, now he a walking Cheerio (B-r-r-r)
Type to fuck your bitch inside your house and eat your cereal (Fuck yo’)
He said he a tough guy, turn his bitch into a widow (Widow, widow)
I’m the type to fuck your bitch and sneak out through the window (Bitch)
You the type to not fuck and start talking to the pillow (To the pillow)
I’m the type to walk inside the store and tell ’em, “Bill those” (Uh)
You the type to walk inside the store and try to steal clothes

[Smokepurpp]
And I keep that Glockie, bitch I’m quick to blow a face off (B-r-r)
I got two white bitches topping me, having a face-off (Face-off)
And I keep my ‘migos with me, like my name is Takeoff (Migo)
How the fuck you ballin’ and don’t got a Ben 10 layout? (Uh)
I be on my Elon Musk shit, so hard that I’m out in space (T-s-s)
Bitch, don’t get too cocky, there’s hoes in line that want your place (Want that)
If it’s opps in here, then fuck it, we ‘gon let it spray
Them 223s will turn your head into a different shape (B-r-r)
I flew the bitch here, fucked her then I flew her back (Flew her back)
I might vacuum shit a bitch, and treat her like a pack
You can turn the lights off and my diamonds tell you where I’m at (Ayy)
Run off on me, I’ll leave ketchup stains on your back (Ayy)
I fucked her, I passed her, hot potato (Hot Potato)
Bitch, I’m playing with this money like this shit is Play-Doh (Yee)
I’ll knock his head down to his feet, he Mr. Potato (B-r-r)
He came looking for a lick, he left with a halo (Ayy)

[Smokepurpp]
I got skinnies up on my Glocks, still fit in those (Pop, pop)
I put a hole in him, now he a walking Cheerio (B-r-r-r)
Type to fuck your bitch inside your house and eat your cereal (Fuck yo’)
He said he a tough guy, turn his bitch into a widow (Widow, widow)
I’m the type to fuck your bitch and sneak out through the window (Bitch)
You the type to not fuck and start talking to the pillow (To the pillow)
I’m the type to walk inside the store and tell ’em, “Bill those” (Uh)
You the type to walk inside the store and try to steal clothes


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