Woodie smalls - What typa time
Overige artiesten: Isaiah rashad

Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ay
Yeah, ooh

Runnin' for the fuck of it
I be on some other shit (yeah)
Sayin' that a nigga roll lowkey
Goin' to the places you can't be
Pull up, with this on, no ID
That be my brother, my family
Tell a little bitch to suck, yeah
We can do it all night long, yeah
Don't gotta question it (yeah)
That be my favorite shit

Gotta keep a few habits, I won't recommend
I'm pullin' these thots like she up in the threes
Triple the price, see my lifestyle be changin'
Switch up the price like a nigga be skatin'
Fucked her real nice, so she think that we datin'
Loosen up shawty, we gettin' it in
How you gon' claim that you colder than him?

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it


I'm like fuck a bitch
All type of bitches on the bus and shit
Bitch plottin' on me for the lust of it
I be road runnin' for the rush and shit
Bitches knockin' on, should I let 'em in?
What type of drugs should I recommend?
I just popped up with the Pespi twins
Got the four point like Steph and 'em
But I'm like all you know
Gotta step back like Harden, though
Got that bitch like Cardi, though
Brought a few more like Party, though
I play the role like Al Capone
I plot it up like Scorsese
I got a bitch like models
I'm tryna keep my little whore paid

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it

Got me lookin' at the Heavens lately (yeah)
Feelin' blessed I could be starvin' crazy
Wish upon the stars it never work (never)
Momma told me, "Boy go get a job" (nah)
Now he pullin' up in different cars (yeah)
Smookin' reefer that's the remedy (smoke)
Shawty say she like my melodies (yeah)
I remember when she wasn't lookin' me (yeah)
Said I be goin' in for a minute
Started this shit I gotta finish
Flights on flights, we on
Couple missed calls, yeah I know
That she can't leave me alone
Workin' all night, yeah I'm ready
Got a few bars they steady
Money comin' in plenty, need plenty
So wavy you could drown in it
Losin' your balance quick (need a few tonnes of it)

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it

What type of time you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it
Fuck you on?
Please do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit
Bitch all my pockets thick
I put a lock on it

Writers: Isaiah McClain , Sylvestre Salumu

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