This is a song about "Got no type"

To these doubters he's a type of cancer with no cure

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

See what i type im flying with no pauses cos i learnt to write

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

You say i got no skill?

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

No matter what type or hype it got, i never stop

I got the type of bump that make a bitch wanna hump

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

I got the whole damn world on this shoe type of shit

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

And you aint got no breasts

And i got mad love to give

Dont got time for no bitches,