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typeshi - rawdog records lyrics

[intro]
ay
q pt. 2, bro, it’s gonna be best album…
type sh*t b*tch
type sh*t, type sh*t
uh
(type sh*t, this the q, this the motherf*cking*)
f*ck you dawn, p*ssy
uh

[verse 1]
i jerk off, look at myself in my own eyes
you’re worse off, you don’t get rhymes
i jerk off on this track and it’s still hard
uh
b*tch i don’t work at all
i still get racks
and i spent it on some fentanyl
push grandma out a wheelchair
yeah i make her crawl
i’m like drizzy drake when i see a kid then i’m on the floor
dawnbelonging wanna suck my cl*t, yeah, i don’t let ’em all
but i’m peaceful
i don’t want no conflict, let’s get it all

[verse 2]
my racks, flows, everything is mine now
b*tch, evеrything i got, everything i got
i’m on the downlow
you b*tchеs are on that sh*t like yeah, b*tch, ah!
uh
suckin’ my d*ck under my table, that’s a right b*tch
i’m like bongocide when i’m goin crazy, i type sh*t
i add like a crashout
i add like a crashout
i look schizophrenic let me get this chorus
[verse 3]
flexing your chains
actin’ like they ain’t dirtcheap
f*ck b*tches in [?] sleep
i’m on drugs yeah i’ma tweak
feelin’ my [?] unleash
always on leash
how much do i make in a week
lettin’ my [nums??] speak
lettin’ my [nums??] speak
b*tch you weaker than me
b*tch i don’t even lift at all
i do six pushups, b*tch i’m off the fentanyl
i eat less than an anemic b*tch i threw up on this track and it’s still good
f*ck you b*tches, yeah
uh

[outro]
my bad, i probably should’ve made more of this
it’s kinda good, i like it a lot
shoulda made more
shoulda made more lyrics, more bars, more sh*t like that, type sh*t
man, i ain’t tryna do allat
i ain’t got much time left, type sh*t
f*ck!

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