Pawl & Discrete - Type Like That

I came alone, late to the party
I brought the smoke and she’s talking body
She likes my comments, said something honest
Yeah I light up her world

And then I see
You’re not walking from here with me
One plus one is two it ain’t three
What you out here tryna achieve, baby

You’re just a type like that
You’re left and right baby you make me mad
Put me aside and then you still come back
It’s suicide the way your light goes black

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

Blood running cold (Cold), switching desire (Desirе)
It’s getting old (Old) and I’m levels highеr (Mm)
She messed up the mode (Mode) but I can’t deny her (No)
When I look at her face

She’s telling me
Think about how good we could be (I told her)
One plus one is two it ain’t three (Yeah)
What you out here tryna achieve, baby

You’re just a type like that
You’re left and right baby you make me mad
Put me aside and then you still come back
It’s suicide the way your light goes black

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

She’s telling me
Think about how good we could be (So good, so good)
One plus one is two it ain’t three (Yeah, it’s not three)
What you out here trying achieve, baby

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

No, no, no
You’re type a like that, you make me mad
No, no, no
Not coming back, not coming back
No, no, no
You’re type a like that, you make me mad
No, no, no
Not coming back, not coming back