This is a song about "Got no type"

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Got no disabilities like other aborigines

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

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

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

Dont got time for no bitches,

When you feel like this

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Got a electrical eel type spit

Coz u ain't got no use

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You've got no rhythm,

It's slight blemishes and life system

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

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