What Typa Time Woodie Smalls (Ft. Isaiah Rashad)

[Intro: Woodie Smalls]
Yah, ooh
Yah, ayy
Yah, ooh

[Verse 1: Woodie Smalls]
Runnin' for the fuck of it, I be on some other shit (Yah)
Sayin’ that a nigga roll lucky
Goin' to the places you can't be
Pull up, we ain’t showin' no ID (Nah)
That be my brother, my family (Yah)
Tell that 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 trance
Triple the price, see my lights all 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?

[Chorus: Woodie Smalls]
What typa time you on? Bitch do not call my phone
Tell these lil’ hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make all my pockets thick, I put a lock on it
Fuck you on? Bitch do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make all my pockets thick, I put a lock on it
What typa time you on? Bitch do not call my phone
Tell these lil’ hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make all my pockets thick, I put a lock on it
Fuck you on? Bitch do not call my phone
Tell these lil' hoes I'm grown
Brand new fit, make sure my pockets thick, I put a lock on it