Type Of Shit Lyrics - Buddy

This my type of shit, ey 

This my type of shit, ey 

Got marijuana, oh yeah 

This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey 

This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit 

This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey 

This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey 

Stumblin' all in the party, yeah we 'bout to get this shit started, ey 

I got the baby face, so at the bar, I still getting carded, yup 

All of this shit I'mma do tonight probably forget in the morning 

Shit, finna' roll me up another one, I ain't been smoking enough 

I'm 'bout to enjoy this 

I feel alright, I feel alright 

My crew too live, my crew too live 

I don't even know why, I don't even know why 

Oh man, I'm high, oh man, I'm high 

I ain't even gon' lie, I ain't even gon' lie 

Baby don't mind, baby don't mind 

Shit, she still gon' ride 'til the end of the night 

'Cause 

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I be in L.A (hey) 

Smoke weed everyday (hey) 

Fuck what you say (hey) 

We be getting paper 

Hey (hey), you so fake (hey) 

You all in the way (hey) 

You needa' get your weight up 

This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey 

This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit 

This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey 

This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey 

Photos 

Sorry God, I know I said I'll never drink again 

But I take it back, I'm going up all weekend 

I've been working so hard lately, I'm starting to feel like I need this 

Anytime that I hit the dance-floor, you ain't tryin' battle me, bitch 

Start with the right cheek, go to the left cheek, back to the right cheek, ha 

All of them ass cheeks, how in the hell did you fit 'em in them damn jeans? Ah 

Wait, how did you do that? 

Give da' girl room, everybody better move back, yo 

Tryna' dance wit' ya' boo, get a chance wit' ya' boo 

Gon' hit a little two-step 

'Cause 

We fly 

Alright 

Got marijuana (marijuana) 

We got a lighter (lighter) 

I'm getting too drunk (too drunk) 

I need some water (water) 

Now put your hands up (hands up) 

We wanna party with a (party with a) 

This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, ey 

This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit 

This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey 

This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey 

I'm zoning 

Niggas takin' dabs 

Yawnin', passin' out, not waking up 'til three in the morning 

Honestly, I'm floating 

I just brought a bag of God's greatest green grass to share with everyone that I knowin' 

Obviously we been smokin' 

Eyes barely open from the weed 

Used to smoke 'em with them champs 

So you know it ain't no seeds 

Raw paper, what you need? 

Passin' out from bong rips 

Long trips 

Mickey D's 

Smokin' M's wit' them g's 

Roll another one 

We fly 

Alright 

Got marijuana (oh) 

We got a lighter 

I'm getting too drunk (we got a lighter, man) 

I need some water 

Now put your hands up (hands up) 

We wanna party with a (party with a) 

This my type of shit (yeah), when I hop up in my whip, ey 

This my type of shit, when I pull up to that shit 

This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP, ey 

This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that, hey 

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)