Warm-Up/MyType Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye, look

Wake up, do your makeup

You know I got plans for us later

Sipping pinot, at Mulino

Your friends hatin' what she know

Got your life in order

And she takin notes like waiters

She'll fuck around and get slapped

Ooh, cause you got the will like Jada

Next week we in Florida, let's enjoy us

D&D those fake supporters, they want you to lose

But we where the W's be like Warner

I'm high off life, a quarter got me glazed

While I'm in the box like donut

She like oh no he doesn't

I'm goin' long like when you don't pick up the phone

When she keep on buzzin'

What's the hold up

Rappers literally paying for attention

Like if you don't pay attention, it's on us

While I'm bringin' them in off a warm up

Off some layup lines

Netflix, cooked her breakfast

Then I check in on her state of mind

If she need some music, then she playin' mine

If she need some music, then she playin' mine

If she need some music, then she playin' mine

It's gon' be a long night

We goin' on all night

Put your phone on si-lence

It's getting tense

Put your phone on si-lence

It's getting tense

Aye, I know the reason they hate

Don't know why they wouldn't

Stuck in they ways, ain't flippin' the page

I'm carrying weight that all of them couldn't

Niggas been salty because it's my season

But fuck it, I'll add it to what I been cookin'

Your girl say she love you, but it's so deceivin'

Cause when she at, I swear she keep lookin'

She get to tweetin'

I need me a nigga that's always gon' treat me right

I need me a nigga that's always gon' keep me nice

Keep me nice

I need me a nigga like you, need me a nigga like you

But lately I've been with the booth

And we back and we actin' a fool

And we back and we actin' a

And we back and these rappers just food

That boy said he need a feature

He notice they paying attention

So just know that them taxes is due

Just know that them taxes is due

We tryna get to our bag too

We tryna get to our bag too

We tryna give back to commu-nities

So I need these, and I need these

And I need these conditions

For music a fiend, for music a fiend, for music a fiend Just listen

Always giving you me if you listen

Always giving you me if you

Always givin' you me if you listening

Always givin' you

Told you I'd be home in five

But you know a lie

Aye, lately shit been blowin' my high

Tired of sowin', but you know my pride

You know, you know my pride

Eyes low I'm fried

Baby, put me on some ice

Me on some ice

You know the vibes

But baby please go to your side

Lately, been bi-polar

I shoulda never told her

The way that I'm feelin', I feel like a villain

Maybe I should just stay sober

Just let me be real, no, no, let me finish

I ain't really been over

I ain't really been over

I ain't really been over

I've been away

Finna pull up on you, you

She used to my horns like Vikings

She used to my warmth like horizons

Oh, here we go vibing again

Aye, pressing on her buttons like I'm typing

Wonder why you fuckin' with me, not judging me

I don't know if I like it

Maybe I'm just her

Maybe I'm just her type

A lot of these artists in pain

Why you think we need more ice, ice

Baby, let me out of these chains

Maybe I just need your light, light

Maybe I just need you

Maybe you just my type, type

Maybe you just too, maybe you just too

Maybe you just my type

Maybe you just my

Aye, maybe you just too

Maybe you just my type

Aye, maybe you just too

Yeah, I got a feeling you might

Be the peace, release

Just look in my eyes when you speak

The focus and vibe is unique

The focus and vibe is unique

I can treat you right, I can treat you right

I can treat you right, I can treat you right

Make sure you treatin' them queens right