You The Type

[Intro]
(Cutta, we rich)

[Chorus]
Why you made that bitch unfollow me? She still gon' fuck
You the type go through her phone, I'm the type don't give a fuck
You type pay for the pussy, she see me and give it up
And I don't pillow talk for hoes, I lay 'em down and fill 'em up (Skrrt)
I'm way too player to cuff a bitch, it's gon' cost me to give a fuck
And yo' Uber arriving soon, I'll be damned if you sitting stuck
Ain't no loafing off in the spot, if you bleeding, then pack it up
Baby, you can keep the excuses, I really don't give a fuck

[Verse]
And I'll be damned I spare his bitch, I'll be damned I spare his ho
This that young rich nigga fragrance, Baccarat sprayed on my coat
Too player to just text her regular, swipe up and go vanish mode
And I tend to get disrespectful, be swapping and sharing hoes
Be Ghost when I'm in the city, pull Phantoms through Jericho's
And these bitches treat me like Santa, stay 'round 'em like merry go
No manners, but got bandannas, face tats, and he carry poles
I'ma have her block me when she leave so her nigga'll never know (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
Why you made that bitch unfollow me? She still gon' fuck
You the type go through her phone, I'm the type don't give a fuck
You type pay for the pussy, she see me and give it up
And I don't pillow talk for hoes, I lay 'em down and fill 'em up (Skrrt)
I'm way too player to cuff a bitch, it's gon' cost me to give a fuck
And yo' Uber arriving soon, I'll be damned if you sitting stuck
Ain't no loafing off in the spot, if you bleeding, then pack it up
Baby, you can keep the excuses, I really don't give a fuck