Yungeen Ace – Ain’t the Type Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Ain’t the Type – Yungeen Ace

I ain’t going back and forth with no n**ga
Uh-uh, I ain’t the type
I’d rather f**k that ho friend
‘Cause she ain’t my type
Disrespectful street n**ga
You know I’m the type
Don’t make a move without my gun
You know I ain’t the type

Walk in the club with all my diamonds on
Just blew a bag because my money long
This thirsty b**ch, she think she coming home
Ksoo leave her ‘lone
He wanna f**k and get her gone
She better not record me on that phone

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I don’t like pictures, b**ch, I ain’t the type
Let me nut on your face, that’s the s**t I like
That chopper changed my mind
F**k b**ches two at time
Let’s f**k with no emotions
Don’t try me, b**ch, I choke you

She wanna ride with the gang
I told her, take an Uber
F**k all them opp h*es
Them h*es be really groupies
Yeah, I know I been that n**ga
Hop out that car and kill that n**ga
Boy, this s**t get ugly, n**ga
Ain’t nobody realer, n**ga

F&N’ll split a n**ga, I’m off that west
And if I want it, I buy it, drop that check
She want an ATK n**ga, we the best
She wanna get f**ked from the back
And wear my chain around her neck

I ain’t going back and forth with no n**ga
Uh-uh, I ain’t the type
I’d rather f**k that ho friend
‘Cause she ain’t my type
Disrespectful street n**ga
You know I’m the type
Don’t make a move without my gun
You know I ain’t the type

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Foreign cars up in my yard
They think I’m a movie star
And that lil’ b**ch was running fast
But he couldn’t make it far
Stop all that acting and bragging
That b**ch you loving, I had her
I’m swerving lanes, dodging traffic
Boy, I got by, check my stacks

That lil’ ho, she run her mouth
That b**ch there ain’t my type
Ratchet b**ch, she like to argue
She just like to fight
B**ch, I got racks on top of racks
I do the money dance
Ain’t .. I know I spend that money
Make ’em missing, man

This a real opp party, bring the Glocks out
And all my hitters, they get paid when you pop out
I’m getting twenty for a show just to rock out
.. brought a b**сh to my room, that ho there I don’t like
No, I don’t like to stick up on a n**ga, no, I ain’t the type
I book a ho a flight the morning, she leave the same night
A fake flodging ass n**ga, that s**t ain’t my type
That n**ga dissing on the gang, he died the same night

I ain’t going back and forth with no n**ga
Uh-uh, I ain’t the type
I’d rather f**k that ho friend
‘Cause she ain’t my type
Disrespectful street n**ga
You know I’m the type
Don’t make a move without my gun
You know I ain’t the type..② …

➤ Written by Yungeen Ace
Produced by NJ Stepping Harder & CedDidit
Yungeen Ace | 2020

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