Hoppa’s Cypher 2

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ubi] Ubi, Strange Mus' Throwing up my set, going up for Ces I got a bad bitch steady blowing up my texts Showing off her breasts Body banging, crazy, cold enough to sweat Body language made me open up, confess Father forgive me Feeling this deep like a shot to the kidney On top of my city My dividend drip got me giving them gifts like I dropped in the chimney My profits are plenty Bitch better chill, don't get whipped in the grill with the sock full of pennies How the fuck you flexing diamonds to chill? Wouldn't tip on a bill for a waffle at Dennys Ugh, I don't rock with the Henny or semis How the fuck you thought we were friendly? Looking weak as a verb And the way that you speaking disturb me They call me a Wap like I'm Fetty They seek to deter me I was 'sleep but they stirring me Some would hope that I slip, but the beef just encourage me Showing teeth and they're pearly Looking close at their lips Impeach 'em for perjury Put a leak in your jersey Ask me to pose for a flip like it's Weekend at Bernies Career looking dead as a mouse, get out At least it was early Hoppa, teach me to brave Stay three feet away, nah-nah, stay six feet away I ain't playing with you, keep shit at bay 'Fore I lay you six feet in the grave People say the virus' man-made Psh, like they know What the fuck you got Spider-Man brain? Then ask me if I know somebody infected Like asking if gasoline'll light a damn flame Get at me, yeah [Verse 2: Wrekonize] Really back at it like a fucking bad habit Crack addict, asthmatic, can't breath, half-panicked Got a bunch of Five-O looking for me high, low Putting out an ABP Atlantic Still I been rocking like I deaded the marble wall to wall Stay, really is not something to marvel hard to hall These missiles got a hell of a star that'll carve them all These kids' too young to be harmful Bitch, I really feel it's kinda ironic That you peacefully sleeping on my sonnets While I been equally sequencing fly comets Hi Mom, it's not a good time, shit I'm high off it Plus Hoppa called me up to put a rhyme on it So I had to lock it down and drop a dime on it Let these other rhymers know that they been taking my profit I'm knocking all this shit down Tired of all these imposters who's jocking the popular sound You could just have an original thought Wouldn't that be such a shock to the crowd? I drop from the clouds Wreko can [?] your demo to Jello like Jaba then bounce Shot at them all like apocalypse Now I'm just mocking you clowns so [Verse 3: Sammi Shyne] It's not what you got (Ugh) It's how you apply it I mean that I'm out here I made a vow 'cause I'm all the way 'bout it Still got more rings than an Audi (Check that) Been on the road like I'm Bobby 400 laps for a Whitney Ugh, right now you with me We'll see when this shit getting sticky It's icky I'm Ricky Catch taking shots And they got none But this isn't Mickey Code-name a walkman, this shit is in Disney I shimmy, I shimmy, I shimmy Old dirty dog, he was witty Shit make you dizzy I make it busy (Ugh, ugh) It's not what you got It's how you apply it I got what you need I surely supply it Aye yo, not too much All 'bout the touch They doing the most, so not doing enough [Verse 4: Emilio Rojas] My name is Emilio Roberto Rojas And I'm rolling the R Hit a women, get her wetter when I'm pulling the car I hit two at a time, I don't know who they are Shoulda done astronomy, I know I'm a star It's like creating dudes around me when they hearing the bars Getting open when they hear the applause So tell me that I'm great (You're my favorite!) I'm one of the greatest Prolific as hell I can take a hiatus Been killing it quietly, ask all my neighbors I'm focused on winning, no time to be hating I won't be losing track of all my goals Just play my role, make place for that rose I'm sick, I like my chick thick I might scuba dive her, my face in the rolls Huh