My Type (Radio Edit)

I won't say that I gotta type, but you're what I like And you're 6 foot' too fine And should just be mine Who cares what people thinking Regardless they gone hate and The bitches who despise me All wanna have my place and I don't blame them, have you seen me lately i won't chase him, by the end you'll wanna date me Ain no racing Or rushing into anything Ain't even gotta say a thing You know you want it So let's be honest F*ck it You know how I'm coming I ain' scared or runnin' I start going up, and they start acting funny Okay, tell him that I'm on the way "Who be luh shawty?" "Oh, that's Kaia J" And she be doin her thing Bae do you think you can hang I'm just sayin though, I got a type Grills, guns, and tattoos, bae, is what i like Just stick beside me, bae, and you'll love this life And if they ask you better, say that you mine And I don't really care about what people sayin' Some bitches hate me but I'm on they n**** playlist And you know he singin' my songs And you been a fan, saw you singing along Tell luh shawty get gone, I'm from the 478 and they love me back home Like I was sayin tho, I gotta type Grills, guns, and tattoos, bae, is what I like Ok I'm cool on the sex, but one thing about me I do love to flex And Zay told me I'm next, give it a few years or less for I have me blue checks Yeah So can we be something I'm not talkin for nothin' If it's me you been wanting Can we leave this place, crash this function So can we be something I'm not talkin for nothin' If it's me you been wanting Can we leave this place, crash this function You were my type