The Type chords by Real Boston Richey

Key: Eb Minor

🎸 Intro:

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Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
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Turn me up, P
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Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow
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Uh
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Uh

🎸 Chorus:
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Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
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Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
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I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section
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Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
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They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played
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Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
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I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
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I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay

🎸 Verse:
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You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch
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I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch
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I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit
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Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it
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Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin'
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Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin'
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Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish
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Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit
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I'm a dog ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen
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Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin'
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Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes
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Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you
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Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity
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Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity
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Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me
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Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me
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Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done
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We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one
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Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse
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Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse
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Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs
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Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work
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Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga
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I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga



🎸 Chorus:
Ebm
Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
Ebm
Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
Ebm
I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section
Ebm
Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
Ebm
They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played
Ebm
Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
Ebm
I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
Ebm
I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay

🎸 Verse:
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Uh
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I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae
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Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states
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I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days
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I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey
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Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K
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Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay
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Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play
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Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay
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Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe
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These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe
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The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state
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Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate

🎸 Chorus:
Ebm
Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
Ebm
Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
Ebm
I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section
Ebm
Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
Ebm
They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played
Ebm
Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
Ebm
I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
Ebm
I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay