[Intro: Wizz Havin]
Yeah, n***a, ayy, yeah
(Gentle Beatz)
N***a
Mhm, yeah, n***a, uh

[Chorus: Wizz Havinn]
I'm the type of n***a that she like, yeah
I'm the type of n***a come out, all my ice on
I'm the type of n***a 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 n***as my clones
In somethin' fast, crackers hit the lights, I'm gone

[Verse 1: Wizz Havinn]
I'm that motherfuckin' n***a that they talkin' 'bout
Say it's smoke, pussy n***a, we can spark it out
Yeah, movin' dope, I'm that n***a that connect the dots
In the pot with my wrist, I'ma stretch it out
N***a, 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 n***a got no cheese, he a silly guy
[Chorus: Wizz Havinn]
I'm the type of n***a that she like, yeah
I'm the type of n***a come out, all my ice on
I'm the type of n***a 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 n***as my clones
In somethin' fast, crackers hit the lights, I'm gone

[Verse 2: NoCap]
Say I'm the type to fuck a cougar bitch and call her Sandra
I'm the type who gon' go public with a private dancer, ayy
I'm the type, you make a diss about me, we'll turn you dust, ayy
All these fuckin' Audemars, I feel like Elon Musk, ayy
I might go cop a Richard, dependin' on how mad I get
And way before I linked with Wizz, boy, I was havin' shit
All my hoes come different colors like these hollow tips
I can't forget about that struggle, that's what made a n***a
World up in a n***a palm, city in my pocket
Scared to pay my n***a bond 'cause them people watchin'
You gotta put it to my temple, my heart just way too big to run
That Rolex presidential with a red face like Donald Trump
They think I'm Usain Bolt how quick I run through a hundred
I ain't tryna kill no hater, I just fuck his baby mama
I rock Who Decides War like a terrorist, Obama
It be all in shawty eyes, I can tell that she want me, huh, huh
[Chorus: Wizz Havinn]
I'm the type of n***a that she like, yeah
I'm the type of n***a come out, all my ice on
I'm the type of n***a 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 n***as my clones
In somethin' fast, crackers hit the lights, I'm gone

[Outro: NoCap]
I'm the type of n***a come out, all my ice on