KawaiiBoii - Typa Gurl

You the typa girl to get lost with
I'm the typa guy real ignorant
Why you always asking me for cigarettes
I don't want you smoking on that shit
I'm not tryna act like I'm the shit
I'm just worried bout you health wise
Drinking all night and the moon flies
Sun coming up and I feel alive

You the typa girl to get lost with
I'm the typa guy real ignorant
Mail piling up in the letterbox
Mismatched socks in your thrift Reebok's
Coca Cola bottle while we sitting by the dock
Call me to your place you know I make your heart stop
Make your heart stop like a heart attack yeah
Bring it back bring it back bring it back back

Talking bout style and I'm bringing that back
Looking these ducks they go quack quack quack
Baby let's go like quick quick quick
Take a hit of piff let's dip let's pop
Papa daddy what what she calling me now
I don't even know why she say it that loud
Baby right here tryna make me feel proud
Eating so good imma gain a few pounds

Take another round then I pass out on the ground
Don't make a sound, baby I just got the blow
Tell me what you got in your jeans that thick
You can be my medicine, feeling so sick
You could be the queen & imma be the king
You could be angel but you ain't got wings
You could be a nun never free my sins
You could be lost but you getting my wins
Tasting that soda but you gotta add gin
You the typa girl for him

You the typa girl so sweet
You the typa girl like me
You the typa girl baby
You the typa girl I see
You the typa girl maybe
You the typa girl to get lost with

Written by:
JP Louis

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