Hype Down Lyrics

What, what, yeah

What, what, yeah

Meezy, Meezy

Yeah, I ain't got no picks man, everybody getting wiped down

Already had that bitch, I don't even get the hype now

Crodie got a switch, I ain't even gotta fight now

She was cool back then, but she not even my type now

What, what, what, yeah

Niggas too scared to watch my story, they can't live with the pages

I know it's hard to read about not staying in my good graces

It's hard to read about how I found out you had two faces, yeah

These boys scared to talk like they got a pair of new braces, woah

Just the thought of seeing me in person is making you anxious, woah

Man, I'm about to trip like I'm going new places

Man, I bet on myself and doubled down like I ran two bases

Hold on, this nigga's talking crazy

What, what, Meezy

This nigga's talking crazy

Meezy, yeah, yeah

Meezy, Meezy

Ok

Seems like every time you need friends

They don't know how to be friends

And I keep trying to keep friends

But we shouldn't even be friends

I mean, I gave your lil' ass girl like three friends

Let's agree to disagree

Before I go off the

Shit get weird, I get distant

I done seen the sides of shit I didn't even know existed

Losers love to mention how not everything's about winning

I got a common courtesy for everything about women

But that done got me in more trouble than if I was just sinning

Yeah, they would rather fuck with a nigga who was out here pretending

Thought you could do me like that

How the fuck could I not be offended

Fuckin' with your ass, zero out of ten, girl, it's not recommended

Fuckin' with your ass, zero out of ten, girl, it's not

How could they be honest when they lie to they self

You niggas ain't no good, you only hot to yourself

And I still got some bars for you, hot on the shelf

I'll do it broad day, so you know it's not no one else

Man, fuck all that shit, I'm going hard for real (what else)

To tell the truth I might skitz, crodie take the charge for real (what else)

You niggas is lil' boys, y'all ain't living large for real

You lil' bitty bitch, don't forget who you put on for real, woah

I should've left your hoe ass on your own for real, woah

I can't fuck with y'all, I'm better off alone for real, woah

I got a lil' bitch, I call, she better off the phone for real

I should've sent a couple of them members to your home for real

I ain't mad about no hoes, I'll get more of those

She got mad, bought her more clothes

Brought her to my show, fuck around and break her backbone

Like I'm sticks and stones, this shit I did is getting disclosed

Do your friends know?

Aw yeah

Meezy, he not playing fair

Trust me girl, I'll take it there

I ain't got no picks man everybody getting wiped down

I already had that bitch

I don't even get the hype

I don't even get the hype

Meezy

Meezy