I'm a girl that can't straight up off the screenYou in my circle, you open upDidn't know the true cold till you felt my fireHeaven's gate just open up, fear and cryI'm not like these other girls at allI'm the type of girl that make you forget that you got a typeType that make you love me when the only thing you thought is lifeI'm the type of girl,I'm the type of girlYou can check my style,it's got everybody's likeAnd I'm running them laps,so everybody's like All of these girls want some of my f**kin' sh**That mean they don't careBeing the best I will ever doThat's on me, no I'm brandType of girl that's useful when you blow your candle outType of girl that you wanna take back to your mama houseType of girl that don't ask for what she wants,she'll take it nowType of girl who upgrades,insane quality and Chanel