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no type
489
Hip-Hop/Rap
no type was released on July 3, 2026 by Lil Bean / EMPIRE as a part of the album YEAH BOP!
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Release DateJuly 3, 2026
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Bean
Lil Bean
Performer
Kalan.FrFr
Kalan.FrFr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Smith
Jason Smith
Composer
Kalan Montgomery
Kalan Montgomery
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eliii
Eliii
Producer
Luis Eazy Melendrez
Luis Eazy Melendrez
Recording Engineer
Farazi Feizi
Farazi Feizi
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, huh
And ain't no rap cap, I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
In that bag, it's a chop, but I got rocket in my denim
I can self park but I just back it in, it's more appealin'
Ain't no takeout, I'm with a bad bitch, she cook me dinner
I like 'em thick, I like 'em skinny, ain't got no type, I like 'em pretty
Brown skin with perky tiddies , light, bright, she so sadity
I like the ones that ones a lil aggressive , like, 'Where you at? I'm in your city'
Tell her, 'Pull up, come get with me', she act different off the Henny
Pull up on her and then whip it, got the stars in the ceilin'
She say, 'Baby, where you been? I haven't fucked you in a minute'
Yeah, it bop, she like my outfit, I'm Beno down to the socks
I like her thighs, she say that she got 'em doin' squats
A **** play with us like a tire, you get popped
I'm in Miami, tryna turn it up a notch
I'm in Miami, tryna turn it up again
I think she hooked, now she talkin' like me, she my twin
That shit look good, bae, I'm tryna get you out them pants
That booty big, I can barely fit it in my hands
We in the Yams, forkin' ham, eatin' lamb
I'm in the Lamb', F and N, it ain't gon' jam
She jelly jam, I can't fit it in my hands
She know for real, when I hit it, I'm gon' slam (yeah)
Goddamn (goddamn), goddamn (goddamn)
Get you off that drank and you get goddamned (yeah)
She a bad bitch, we tongue kissin', hold hands
Yeah, baby, say my name when you is romantic (yeah, yeah)
Let's go to the Yacht, my brother flights (flights)
Yeah, let me put some real shit in your life (in your life, woah)
Yeah, my heartbeat get you what you like (dang)
And when that pussy up, I know you like that (I know you like that)
Fuckin' on the Yacht, fuckin' on the Yacht
Fuckin' on the Yacht, fuckin' on the Yacht
Yeah, fuckin' on top of all this money out the found blue
Fuck you on them beats, take a dip, then it's round two
Yeah, it box, she like my outfit, I'm Bino down to the socks
I'm like a thot, she say that she got 'em doin' squats
A **** play with us like a toy, you get popped
I'm in Miami, tryna turn it up a notch
I'm in Miami, tryna turn it up again
I think she hooked, now she talkin' like me, she my twin
Now she look good, bae, I'm tryna get you out them pants
Money big, I can barely fit it in my hands
Written by: Jason Smith, Kalan Montgomery
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