{Draft}Type B

#FURY323 #LOCOENT #TOETAGENT #OGBARZ "TYPE B" **** Yeah, yeah I want that type B, yeah that type that ride for me Private jet, 2AM, she still outside for me Toxic love, can't lie, this shit not good for me But I can't let go, no I can't let go[Hook] Type B, yeah that type that don't ask no questions Type B, yeah that type that know all my confessions Pussy so good got me losin' all direction Countin' up these blues while she give me affection, yeah [Verse 1 - fury323] Uh, yeah I been off the grid, been off the drugs, off the Hennessy She said I'm cold, yeah I know, this ice cost twenty G DND on, phone ring, only if it's money callin' Future told me stack it up, don't let these bitches stall me Drake flow, 6 God shit, but I'm still from the pavement Took a L, bounced right back, now we talkin' placements She like "fury you changed," bitch I had to change up Cut the fake love off, had to make my lane up Patek tickin', time is money, can't be wastin' no time She throw it back, arch it up, look me dead in my eyes Say she love a real nigga, I tell her "prove it then" Slide through, no Uber, pull up in that coupe again [Verse 2 - Melodic / Drake Future Sauce] Yeah, yeah Pour a 4, let it spill, let it drip on the floor She been callin' all night, I been missin' the call If I say I love you, girl you know that I'm lyin' But that pussy hit different when the moon out, yeah Hundred on the dash, do the dash, get away Mood swings, mood rings, girl you love to play games I was broke once, can't go back to those days Now it's Cartier lenses, can't see all the fake [Hook - Outro] Type B, yeah that type that ride for me Private jet, 2AM, she still outside for me Toxic love, can't lie, this shit not good for me But I can't let go, no I can't let go