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No Type (Remy Boyz)

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No Type (Remy Boyz)

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Don't believe the hype

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

We just living life, baby

And we still breathing so we doing something right

Future's looking bright

Hit it then I dip baby, I can't spend the night

Don't believe the hype, yeah baby

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

Run me to the plug, all I know is drugs

Check the trunk with chicken, baby know what's up

ZooWap from the trap, all I count is racks

I'm a skinny nigga, g-got a couple tats

I rep the squad, put it on my back

All I rep is Jersey, put us on the map

Baby girl I'm juggin', baby girl I'm juggin'

She gon' call my phone, baby leave me alone, baby

All I want is goddamn bands, ZooWap I'm the goddamn man

Baby, all I want is goddamn bands, w-we the squad baby

Yeah, squad! Ohhoh baby

Don't believe the hype

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

We just living life, baby

And we still breathing so we doing something right

Future's looking bright

Hit it then I dip baby, I can't spend the night

Don't believe the hype, yeah baby

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

He ain't in the hood, he ain't in the trap

He ain't rolling woods, he ain't where it's at

He ain't moving bricks, he ain't on the strip

He ain't order shit, he ain't water whip

He ain't moving units, he don't really do this

He ain't getting paper, he ain't getting mula

And Zoowap be the shooter, couple shots through ya

I'ma hit my jeweler, my new bitch, she a cougar

And she do what I like, mix the lean with the sprite

And she do this every night, and she do this every night

Don't believe the hype and she do this every night

And I whip it, whip it right, and I whip the, whip the white

Don't believe the hype

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

We just living life, baby

And we still breathing so we doing something right

Future's looking bright

Hit it then I dip baby, I can't spend the night

Don't believe the hype, yeah baby

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

Smoke, fuck a ho

Said she wan' make love, I sip some lean and fuck her slow

[?] sit on dubs

Bunch of bitches with me every time I leave the club

I'm the shit, I'm the shit, got your bitch on my dick

Cause I'm lit like a Bic, ha

I'm the shit, I'm the shit, got your bitch on my dick

Cause I'm lit like a Bic, ha

Smoking eighths about to P, whether we skate, is up to me

Weather be crazy, make it rainy, wherever them heffers be

Smoking eighths about to P, whether we skate, is up to me

Weather be crazy, make it rainy, wherever them heffers be

Don't believe the hype

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

We just living life, baby

And we still breathing so we doing something right

Future's looking bright

Hit it then I dip baby, I can't spend the night

Don't believe the hype, yeah baby

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like

(Don't believe the hype) Bang, bang, baaang, bang

(Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like) Bang, bang, baaang, bang

(We just living life) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

(And we still breathing so we doing something right) Bang, baaaang, bang

(Future's looking bright) bang, bang, bang, bang

(Hit it; then, I dip; baby I can spend the night) bang, bang, baaang, bang

(Don't believe the hype) bang, bang, baaang, bang

Remy Boyz, that's the only squad that they like, yeah baby

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