Ain’t My Type Lyrics 21 Lil Harold

After The Curse (2023 Album)

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Song:– Ain’t My Type
Singer:– 21 Lil Harold
Album:– After The Curse
Producer:– Mike Mixer & BandPlay
Written:– 21 Lil Harold, Mike Mixer & BandPlay

Ain’t My Type Lyrics 21 Lil Harold

[Intro]
(Mike Mixer is in the building)
Be quiet
(Let the band play)
Rat
I don’t get along with no rat
Can’t no rat hang around here on my block
Can’t no rat survive over here
Pussy boy

[Chorus]
Glenwood Road, dog (Road, dog), where my hood at (Hood at)
Lil’ baby pussy stink, go and douche that
I wore my Balenciaga today with my Nikes on
Don’t give a fuck ’bout what they think, I got my ice on (Ice)
Bling, blaow, I hurt they ears, I hurt they eyes, dog (Ice)
Ooh, wow, I stroked her good with my pipe, dog (Come here, come here)
Hell nah, that bitch was ugly, she ain’t my type, dog (Hell nah, uh-uh)
Nothin’ that I like, dog (What, nigga?)

[Verse]
Go ‘head with all that bullshit
You always tryna get some more just like a hood bitch
And every time you in the mall, you just be lookin’
And every summer, spring, fall, you just be fuckin’
You ain’t ’bout no money
I get tall in the sheets
Won’t lock jaw with no freak
Wipe my balls on her sheet
I’m a dog, that’s a yeet
They say, “Snapchat me that pussy”
She on the ‘Gram, but in real life, that ho be musty
Ho kids so bad, they play football and they be cussin’
H-Dawg, don’t beef ’cause shit get ugly
This an SF90 ‘Rari, we get money
Your bum ass searchin’ for dollars, you a junkie (Old broke ass)

[Chorus]
Glenwood Road, dog (Road, dog), where my hood at (Hood at)
Lil’ baby pussy stink, go and douche that
I wore my Balenciaga today with my Nikes on
Don’t give a fuck ’bout what they think, I got my ice on (Ice)
Bling, blaow, I hurt they ears, I hurt they eyes, dog (Ice)
Ooh, wow, I stroked her good with my pipe, dog (Come here, come here)
Hell nah, that bitch was ugly, she ain’t my type, dog (Hell nah, uh-uh)
Nothin’ that I like, dog (What, nigga?)

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