My Type

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Sol Bandit

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I like damaged girls and toxic girls
Girls that'll beg for me to stay with them
Love them fragile and heartsick girls
The ones that won't fend when I don't treat them well
I don't want a bitch that's not for sale
Nor a treesh that won't go kiss and tell
Wanna leech at them and see them fail, uh

Yeah, my type, bitch, be frail
My type loves but it's pale My type believes the tales
My type, don't leave my tail My type can be a good referral
My type can go wild feral My type, don't feel no ill
My type stuck like nails My type

Keep it a stack feelings attack feelings fight back, shits addictive at that
Head over heels, was one of my thoughts
But things are not real, it is all cause of lacks
Keeping the trads of my parents' demise
One of the reasons why I am attracted
By all of the seasons and all of the issues
But shit no more matter and that's where I'm at

Where the problem at
Remember the bitches be scheming
And constantly meaning to harm, never turning you back
All I see is weakness appearing
Your aura it's filling with feelings, so stop In fact,
How many times did you give in and deal with them hoes for you to be snapped in half

Oh me, yeah, oh me Yeah, oh my, yeah, oh my
Man stop all that whine Hope you see that's all that they want
Hoes don't breathe, hoes not alive Stay with me, all they do is lie
F*ck a bitch in that I take pride F*ck a bitch in that I take pride

My type, bitch be frail My type, loves but it's pale
My type, believes the tales My type, don't leave my tail
My type, can be a good referral My type, can go wild feral
My type, don't feel no ill My type, stuck like nails

But when the loneliness be kicking in And it is just you and the thoughts in the house
Questioning the meaning of men And what does it take to become one
Deceiving my needs with some old ones easing the pain with some phone calls
To equally broken women, cycles never ending
But we hope that we both pass

Wanna know where that comes from? It's something we call the culture
Where deadbeats become the normal Where parents felt same misfortune
And pass it down just for practice Not thinking about the malice
Or how they add to the problems Or how they became the problem

I'm codependent, yeah, I'm codependent Can't see clearly, my eyes tinted
With the blood of girls hurting To my actions, I'm an apprentice
Being alone for so long Attention seeking is so wrong
I know that, but I go on I know that, but I go on

Domestic violence, with it I was raised Not too long after, I started to praise
No question about it, it influenced my ways I tried to live with it, but crime doesn't pay
Amending what I did, but I was too late So I said f*ck it and did it again
Hoping that one day it'll stop the rain But it did nothing, I'm going insane

As much as I try not to cry As much as I try to throw a fight
I'm very insensitive, you know I'm faking it We both prolonged behaviors with price
Feeding each other with hate and lies Fearing the fact that we scrutinize
Maybe one day I will find the prize Reverse you the question now what is your type

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