Hype Lyrics

Hold up smoking that gas

And I just put on the robe to relax

These bitches act like they don't know

They should ask

Cause we been doing

This shit for too long

Fit been been strong

Just look at my pants

And don't be asking me

What I'm up on

I'm a younger LeBron

I could dunk from the stands

And yuh

It's bold that I'm rolling

This bitch that I'm pulling

I'm probably gonna hit with light and

You already know

That these haters be sucking my dick

Until they hear this shit

They be biting

Why they been all on my flows

It frozen

Look at your hoes

Know they been plotting

They just been all on the pole

It's swole

It blow

And no I ain't talking Bin Laden

Yo these bitches be talking crazy lately

They gonna get hit with a diamond

To all the bitches that did try to play me

I made that shit rain

And made my silver lining

I ain't got time for complaining

Through fire and flame

Aiming and training

Refining

I go neon Deon

Beyond

He on

We on that prime time and

Bitches be hating

Man that ain't right

Rubbing the paint

Came with a Sprite

I told them wait

We getting paid

It's getting late

Stay for the night

Made for the hype

Made for the hype

I took 8 I can't fight

Cannot relate it

How I'm getting faded

Like fuck am I saying

I can't even type

Bitches be hating

Man that ain't right

Rubbing the paint

Came with a Sprite

I told them wait

We getting paid

It's getting late

Stay for the night

Made for the hype

Made for the hype

Your bitch waiting

Think that I might

If she staying

I got it planned

Spend a few grand

I ain't polite

Bitches be looking at me funny

When I get that bag

They gonna be looking like huh

Then they get all on that money

It ain't nothing to me

They still gonna get piped up

Now it go from rain to sunny

From pain to that honey

I pass her to Micah

Bitches that did call me ugly

Now say that they love me

You goddamn right bruh

And trust that you cannot afford it

My shit is imported

The whip is a 'ghini

This shit could get boring

So keep it important

Cause I could be snoring

Or flipping the TV

The young Mike Jordan

Of this mic recording

Everyday I make it pour

And its easy

Is that Ralph Lauren

I stick to my core

I'm smoking like 4

And the water be Fiji

You bitches beneath me

Got bands like I'm Leafy

You seem to just hate it

When I make a 3peat

And I feel like Kobe

I thank him the most

You just need them results

And you won't ever beat me

You bitches be weak g

I trade for CP3

They won't let it go

So them hoes'll go needy

Call me Pistol Petey and

I'm a comedian

Or a real rapper

Depend what you see me in

I'm disobedient

I'm an Athenian

Check my god

I ain't gonna speed again

Bitches be talking that shit

I'm gonna get them

While winning

And really I don't know the reasoning

Y'all just be hoes

You're not even special

And you'll probably

Only talk shit if I let you

Clapping these bitches

And zapping them quick

And I'm making like it lit

Like the kid was Electro

Bitches be hating

Man that ain't right

Rubbing the paint

Came with a Sprite

I told them wait

We getting paid

It's getting late

Stay for the night

Made for the hype

Made for the hype

I took 8 I can't fight

Cannot relate it

How I'm getting faded

Like fuck am I saying

I can't even type

Bitches be hating

Man that ain't right

Rubbing the paint

Came with a Sprite

I told them wait

We getting paid

It's getting late

Stay for the night

Made for the hype

Made for the hype

Your bitch waiting

Think that I might

If she staying

I got it planned

Spend a few grand

I ain't polite