HYPE OR DIE ft. TrippyThaKid Lyrics

Throw your hands up to the sky

Spread the hype until you die

Keep it real in a world of lies

Lay the opps to their demise

So check your shit or take it back

Take you down if you're on that

Deck your shit if you combat

Make you gone, you won't come back

Baddies come and drop that ass

Drop it down, but not too fast

Now shake it, make it wake the room

Like thunder and you make it clap

I'm not a blind man

Stand tall, I see all the time, man

I see through grime and the climate

Know what my time is worth, about my work

Test me and I go berserk

Response to those who come get hurt, it's a knee jerk

Disrespect will get you merked before dessert

I will just pop off

Rock worlds with the sawed off

Beat up these fuckers and cause 'em to nod off

Blunt traumas I cause 'em, it's awesome

Toss 'em right after I carve them

Not in my nature, but I'll cause harm in

All those opposing and make it look charming

With constant carnage

Harness energy to things that are beyond us

People got it wrong assuming all about us

Y'all content in misery and I see through the callous

So I do me regardless with or without needed malice

Keeps it going, he won't pause

Cannot match him, he is top

Lit as fuck, like what's he on

Legend has it he's a god

Throw your hands up to the sky

Spread the hype until you die

Keep it real in a world of lies

Lay the opps to their demise

So check your shit or take it back

Take you down if you're on that

Deck your shit if you combat

Make you gone, you won't come back

Baddies come and drop that ass

Drop it down, but not too fast

Now shake it, make it wake the room

Like thunder and you make it clap

Bossed up, Trippy back up at it in the mosh, getting lost cuz

I been off the shroomies feeling groovy but it cost us

Absolutely nothing I'm the man up on the moon

Listen to my music and you starting tripping too

Make 'em drop down giving me 20, giving me more

TrippyThaKid always be using these motherfuckers just to wipe the floor

Finding out all of these rappers just don't get hype at all

Calling me Jordan up out on the court, you gon' give Mike the ball

I'm smoked up, and I'm smoked down

I jump up in the pit and moshing with the whole crowd

I hop up back on the stage and tell 'em get their phones out

Turn off the lights, put on the flash, and then it's go time

If I got opps up at my show, I'm 'bout to pop off

They call me Trippy for a reason, but I'm not soft

I'm with your bitch up in the green room getting topped off

You got a problem, hit your dome until it's knocked off

Throw your hands up to the sky

Spread the hype until you die

Keep it real in a world of lies

Lay the opps to their demise

So check your shit or take it back

Take you down if you're on that

Deck your shit if you combat

Make you gone, you won't come back

Baddies come and drop that ass

Drop it down, but not too fast

Now shake it, make it wake the room

Like thunder and you make it clap

Throw your hands up to the sky

Spread the hype until you die

Keep it real in a world of lies

Lay the opps to their demise

So check your shit or take it back

Take you down if you're on that

Deck your shit if you combat

Make you gone, you won't come back

Baddies come and drop that ass

Drop it down, but not too fast

Now shake it, make it wake the room

Like thunder and you make it clap