midwxst – not my type freestyle lyrics
[intro]
i do not want, uh
i do not want, uh, uh
i do not+ahh
[verse 1]
i do not want that b+tch, she not my type
[?] you don’t wanna slide
i stay with the squad, i don’t mean suicide
i swat all my competition like a fly
lil’ n+gga, what you really wanna say?
uh, get up on the beat [?], i do not play, no dough
like the fbi, we gon’ kick that door
i ain’t mean to brag, but my fans say that i’m a goat, b+tch
my n+ggas, they pull out, they tote sticks
no band, but b+tch, i’m a misfit
like a discord mod, get kicked, b+tch
i’ma get to the point, no q+tip
i stay with my squad like dipset
like a game, we gon’ make that boy reset
get on beats and i play like recess
like a stripper, we totin’ them poles, uh
[?] i go ghost, uh
you wanna slidе? then b+tch, send me thе lo’
i’m getting that green, i ain’t talking ceelo
my pockets is fat, i might call them boys po
i’m talking ’bout the f+cking pandas
bullets hit him in a line, i ain’t talking ’bout the dancers
i don’t even write, i don’t f+ck with them stanzas
i’ve been getting green like a f+cking salamander
[bridge]
yeah
yeah
ayy
[verse 2]
[?]
[?] and it’s knockin’, yeah
not italian, but i been mobbin’, yeah
like a fish outta water, you floppin’, b+tch
solve me a riddle, not talkin’ ’bout hats
things n+ggas is actors, these n+ggas chris pratt
my shawty a doll, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout bratz
like a muhf+ckin’ tire, that boy career’s flat
like this sh+t is saw, you fell for my trap
i think n+ggas forgot that a n+gga can rap
[?]
like a rubberband, b+tch, i get on beats and snap
throwin’ hands like a pitcher, you n+ggas won’t catch
[?]
i’ve been doin’ interviews, i’m gettin’ that press
that’s some bud on the floor, i just made me a mess, b+tch
[bridge]
b+tch
yeah
hahaha
[verse 3]
i get on beats and i run it
these n+ggas, they frontin’ ’cause they [?] mad that i’m stuntin’
my homie tote sticks like that n+gga be drummin’
f+ck the opposition, already know how we comin’
like a f+ckin’ taser, know that we stun ’em
he think that he better than me, had to humble ’em
he got a bag, all a sudden, he fumblin’
turn her to alice, bro, take her to wonderland
chewin’ the [?], spit ’em out like tobacco
[?]
you got some new clothes? well, i already had those
suv, i might get me a tahoe
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