Lil Barz - TYPE SHIT Lyrics

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Had to go get a bag and stunt on some people 'cause when I was younger I ain't had shit
I had to take me a break and just chill 'cause my life it was darker than Maybach tints
Now I'm just winnin' and winnin' and steppin' on bitches, in fact, I ain't been sad since
Y'all never worked for the shit that you have and you flex it, homie, it don't make sense
Now that I'm booed up I threw all my bitches away to the team like Carson Wentz
Got put on probation 'cause I flashed my strap on the Instagram Live like Ja Morant
Moved out the hood and I ain't looked back, got everyone asking where that boy went
Up in the 'Ville, I'm smokin' a Swisher on Swisher while whippin' the wide-body Benz
I been in my bag, type shit
Dior on the tag, Pop shit
Hit you in your head, rocked bitch
With the Glock or the TEC, mopstick
I been in my bag, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
I been takin' meds, type shit
'Cause I'm in my head, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
I been in my bag, ay
I swam in the river and I could've drowned but she lifted me up by my head
I been paranoid, so I keep it on me because I know they want me dead
My old girl, she hit me and said that she miss me and want me to give her some bread
I told her, "Forget me, 'cause that shit is history", she better not hit me again
My girl so damn thick and
I could get baptized in it
No, we don't got no ceilings
So we always grinnin'
She always hold me and down to ride so I don't gotta force nun', force nun'
Said she like the way I stand on shit 'cause I'm from the Norf side, Norf side
My guys gon' kill 'cause we straight from the field, yeah straight out the ghetto
My girl with it too, she'll step on your neck in some Jimmy stilettos
They passed me the rock, now I'm a big baller like Lonzo and Melo
She came to my block, now she bend it over and shake it like Jell-O
I been in my bag, type shit
Dior on the tag, Pop shit
Hit you in your head, rocked bitch
With the Glock or the TEC, mopstick
I been in my bag, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
I been takin' meds, type shit
'Cause I'm in my head, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
I been in my bag, ay
I been in my bag, type shit
Dior on the tag, Pop shit
Hit you in your head, rocked bitch
With the Glock or the TEC, mopstick
I been in my bag, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
I been takin' meds, type shit
'Cause I'm in my head, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
But still stackin' bread, type shit
We knock off your dreads, type shit
Yo' homies is dead, type shit
My bottoms is red, type shit
I been in my bag, ay