Exantus - That Type

Yeah

DangMeek going crazy

Gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that
Gimme that type
Yeah
Gimme that type
Yeah yeah
Gimme that type
Yeah yeah
Gimme that type
Yeah, aye
Gimme that
Gimme that type
Yeah yeah
Gimme that type
Yeah yeah yeah

I'm not him don't compare me to that n***a
There's a reason you ain't even worried bout that n***a, uh
When you with me, your eyes beam, your vision clearer
I see things in you, you won't even see in the mirror

Classy, confident, bold, and wise
Your name never in drama
I had to win your heart then win your momma's
Had zeros in the bank, no commas
Soon you'll point at anything you want
You got it
No problem
I'm on it

But you got me here waiting way too long
I know you live on your phone
You know I just be playing girl
Fine, I won't take it too far and
Tonight we can make it right if you want
Yeah

Gimme that type
I got a type
She won't ever get it right, yeah
She won't ever get it right , yeah
Gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that type, yeah

God chose not to make me twice
None of these n****s got the same light
I walk in, boost the whole vibe
Bless the ones I know, don't I?
I ain't nothing like the rest, right?
He don't even make you feel safe, right?
Mess with me, I change your whole life
Don't fear nothing, baby, I got you
Just have faith, my darling, I got you
If it's me that touched it, it prospers

Gimme that type
Yeah
Gimme that, gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that, gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that, gimme that type, yo
Gimme that type yeah
Gimme that, gimme that type
Oh, oh, oh
Oh
Gimme that type, yeah
Gimme that type, yo
Oh, oh, oh

Slowly but surely (Slowly but surely)
I'm gon be exactly where You want me, uh (exactly where you want me)
Won't be here without the homies (won't be here without the homies)
Got homies (homies)
They don't know me (they don't know me)
If they knew me (knew me)
That's the old me (old me)
New creation (Oh)
I'm a new being
You're below me, look I can't stay right there with you (can't stay there with you)
If you like where you're at
That's a personal issue

I'm just tryna elevate (elevate yeah)
Made a way, I meditate yeah (Meditate yeah, yeh)
Real Hero died, tore His cape, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aiming for better days
I wanna bless my blood in Haiti
Just want an Ayesha, please (I want an Ayesha, please)
I want a Teyana, please (I want a Teyana, please)
Can't flake on my destiny

Give me that type
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that type
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that type
Gimme that type, yeah
(Yeah, we bout to go Meek on em)

Written by:
Pierre Exantus

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