This is a song about "Shy quite type"

You motherfucka better stay shy

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Some type of competition

And they all mint condition

She gotta hold her head up high

Niggas steady dieing in the shy

Trying to get back to this thing called love

In the first days, shy and nervous

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

My niggas doesnt like your type,

Yeah, i know that she was especially shy,

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Cause im not quite the type of nigga to spend my life in prison

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Got a electrical eel type spit