The Type Wizz Havinn & NoCap

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[Intro: Wizz Havin]
Yeah, nigga, ayy, yeah
(Gentle Beatz)
Nigga
Mhm, yeah, nigga, uh

[Chorus: Wizz Havinn]
I'm the type of nigga that she like, yeah
I'm the type of nigga come out, all my ice on
I'm the type of nigga you can bet your life on
I got off my ass, then I got right on
Ain't talkin' 'bout a bag, you can't call my phone
I ran up a bag trappin' off an iPhone
Stealin' swag, gotta call these niggas my clones
In somethin' fast, crackers hit the lights, I'm gone

[Verse 1: Wizz Havinn]
I'm that motherfuckin' nigga that they talkin' 'bout
Say it's smoke, pussy nigga, we can spark it out
Yeah, movin' dope, I'm that nigga that connect the dots
In the pot with my wrist, I'ma stretch it out
Nigga, you ain't gon' blow your pole, so why your weapon out?
I'm knowin' you a ho, so what you yеllin' 'bout?
She tryna fuck me for the cheesе, but I ain't givin' out
Broke-ass nigga got no cheese, he a silly guy

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