Hype ft. KIDx Lyrics

Time to clean up my act ima need a bit of polish

So appalling you all flopping while I'm fly like Marry Poppins

Now I'm hoping on the beat and on my wrist I got a gauntlet

Go demolish I abolish all you rappers lets be honest

Cause honesty's the policy I pop a bean start wobbling

Take off her top and I'm obscene I'll start a scene in Target g

Opposition on my feet in hot pursuit they on to me

On top of trees they copy me and I'm off a poppy seed

Walking market with them bargains got a low or better price

In my life I roll the dice and gave that hoe a little pipe

She pop that pussy right I might just make that hoe my wife

Even when I'm shy I might just get a little hype hype hype

She my type I

Bite yea I might I

Like a little fight I

Pull up it's the right time

But that ass is my sign

Actually she a Gemini

But that butt a 10 and I'm

Hopping in at 10 at night

Meta knight the dead of night is where I go and set my sights

Megabytes up in my mind of rhymes I know I'll never write

Despite the fact I'm not polite I'll spit it when the time is right

Taking flights I'm scared of heights but still I'll make this plane ignite

Sauce dripping keep on leaking like a water tap

Not a peep I bet not hear a squeak to me you all are rats

We might shoot like sunset beach where all my ballers at

He thought he was a dog I took that chain he want his collar back

I had a hollaback girl but i didn't call her back

That hoe got a problem with attitude ,her mama taught her that

I can't give you none of my good tabs but I can offer gas

Last time I tried to share the lucy got her bad

End up babysitting taking care of a hoe I'm not her dad

Like a antelope y'all keep on tryna twist up all the cap

Fat ass cantaloupes on that hoe back so yeah I got to smash

Boy abandon hope that hoe got clapped she got that cock attack

I'm Michelangelo without the class and with that Glock attached

I pack heat you just got lunch you get yo mom to pack

It paper stacks on top of paper stacks but this is not a packet

Can't accept defeat I win a bunch its like it's automatic

And I got an automatic choppa imma pop it at ya

Imma drop lil shawty cut her off cuz she too problematic

That lil thot was prolly mad cuz i was only tryna clap

You are not my bae but you a baby I won't call her that

It's something like Dababy she a bop with how she topping that

Been standing on my business got a problem I'm on top of that

He tried to drop a track yeah it's a diss but no it's not a rap

Hit 'em from a far one shot yea we got his ass