Baate - My Type

The bitch is my type, I want for life
Snorting these lines, at the party
Lets get it started

Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Bout to pull up aye
Met Him at the party
Blasting playboi carti
Got the money for the molly
Bitch we balling
Never falling
Never nothing bad
Bitches always rad
Had a blast
Coming for that ass
This ain't nothing so go mad

Cuz he my type aye
My my type aye
Fucked bitch lets fight yea
Get more excitement
Bitch now we frightening
Bitch fast as lighting
Cuz he my type aye
My my type aye

Yeah, pull up and i dont give a shit
Shoot up, and I'm still with him
He call it hanging
I call it dating
I know tonight we mating
Aint nobody hating
We are the greatest
Dont come and say shit
Bitch we act famous

Cuz he my type aye
My my type aye
Fucked bitch lets fight yea
Get more excitement
Bitch now we frightening
Bitch fast as lighting
Cuz he my type aye
My my type aye
Fucked bitch lets fight yea
Get more excitement
Bitch now we frightening
Bitch fast as lighting

Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Bout to pull up aye
Met Him at the party
Blasting playboi carti
Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Hold up, aye
Bout to pull up aye
Met Him at the party
Blasting playboi carti
Got the money for the molly
Bitch we balling
Never falling
Never nothing bad
Bitches always rad
Had a blast
Coming for that ass
This ain't nothing so go mad

Written by:
Jay Cordon

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