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- Cardi B Type Shit 歌詞
- Migos Cardi B
- Yeah yeah yeah uh yeah yeah uh yeah yeah
It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist
Half a milli
But it aint cost me nothin for this bad b***h
Aint cost me nothin ho
We the ones that break the stage then get paid
Came in the game get yo stain bet the opps know all our names
B***h
Aint you entertained
Ho
I bossed her now she plain
Plain
The struggle where we came
Struggle
Theres smoke behind my game
Smoke
Quavo：
Soo grrraah
Shots get to firin cause some n***as got to hittin
Hittin
Made em spin twice cause I swear I thought he missed
Go
F**k that smoke s**t I got ice on my wrist
Ice
Still get my hands dirty Ill wash em til its drenched
Takeoff：
Look up in the sky its a bird its a plane
B*** h its the Rocket with all of these chains
B***h its the Rocket
She got a n***a but s**t she told me she doin her thang
S**t thats cool
Where theres a plug well none are more rockin right now on terrain
Where theres a plug oh
This the type s**t thats out yo lane
Quavo：
Type s* *t type s**t this the type s**t
Lets roll
This the type s**t that get yo b***h hit
Smash
This the type s* *t that got you trendin
Woo trend
This the type s**t that get yo s**t split
Ooh
Takeoff：
I pour a pint and drink that s**t in thirty minutes
Drink lean
Ever since I jumped up off the porchI been gettin it
Get it
Thinkin bout them bags we had stashed in the kitchen
Bags
They said that society had turned me to a menace
Cardi B：
Look I say this the type s**t b***hes love to type s**t
I pull up Marine Serre you know in some tight s**t
My accountant think Im gay all I do is buy s**t
From the projects to the private jets Ive been a fly b***h
Mwah
Once h*es start doing bad they need somethin they can blame it on
B***hes couldnt be as hot as me in the summertime with a blanket on
B***hes really be puppets Im in the Lamb-chop and I dont play along
Are you stupid dumb or slow
Got these frames from Ricky O
All these verses I done slayed all these looks that I done gave
Could have let these f**k h*es drown but I let them ride my wave
Man these h*es lookin real light and this a*s lookin real heavy
Feel like Yoncé with this Birkin but Im Rowland with this Kelly
Grrr
Quavo：
Type s**t type s**t this the type s**t
Lets roll
This the type s**t that get yo b***h hit
Smash
This the type s**t that got you trendin
Woo trend
This the type s**t that get yo s**t split
Ooh
Offset：
Calling shots
Brr
Order the semis then score on the opps
Score
Scrape up the pennies before I was poppin
Hey
F**k her dismiss her Im that type of guy
Upping my fire and Im waving it
Fire
Take off the top I done gutted it
Gutted it
Call me two harlet before I had busted it
Before
Flex on you n***as this s**t gettin ugly
Ugly
I got a Patek inside of the Cullinan
Ah
I tell her suck on me I tell her f**k on me
Keep it a buck with me up in it stuck with me
Yes sir
If we get into it you n***as gon duck for me
Go
N***as go buck for me shoot up the club for me
Shoot
They want the recipe body like Nestlé
Try get the best of me but I aint going
No
She like an athlete n***a dont threaten me
Put out a hit in two-months and he gone
Hit
Put out the b***h she was here for too long
Put out
We dont need a loan the mob Capone
Mob
I make an M with a blindfold
Woo
Jump out the gym with some bows of the d**e
Hey
Them n***as spinnin they takin they souls
Spin
Want a promotion now he gettin blowed
Blow
N***as already know
You know
Set aint no ho he gon come as a ghost
Quavo：
Type s**t type s**t this the type s**t
Lets roll
This the type s**t that get yo b***h hit
Smash
This the type s**t that got you trendin
Woo trend
This the type s**t that get yo s**t split
Ooh
Tay Keith f**k these n***as up
Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda
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