Hype

Lyrics

INTRO 5 shooters with me spread the floor, man I'm from Houston Pullin' out the stops, man this ain't nothin that you used to VERSE 1 Harden in the paint the left hook Flyin' to the rim like I'm Westbrook Gimme what I earned, man, I'm coming for the number one spot I don't care what the rest took If you got a problem Baby you know where to find me If you ain't wit it, then you better keep it moving like you shaking it for Tory Lanez IG I keep the flow too strong Every rap diamond, pressure stays on I heated up too long Came home, went West, you can call me LeBron They don't wanna see it all come down You come for the king, better run now Hold on! Thought we were having fun now? Finger on the trigga, now, MAN DOWN! HOOK Who want the smoke with me right now I feel alive, I'm so hype now I feel the vibe, get it right now Ooo, I'm so lights out Who want the smoke with me right now I feel alive, I'm so hype now I feel the vibe, get it right now Ooo, I'm so lights out VERSE 2 Said I was going in, I never stopped for nothing You either sit down, or you better stand for something I got a queen with me who gets all my loving A small team around, the only ones I trust in I'm building up, now I ain't handing out When the smoke clears up, who gon' be standing now? I got bar after bar, man its hard to count I got enemies plotting for my whole account I flip the flow like reciprocals I see reality getting you See what that hating done did to you? Clout chasing just for the likes & views You switching sides, man you flip flop Me and the whole crew together Ya'll here for 10 seconds of TikTok I'm tryna be here forever! HOOK Who want the smoke with me right now I feel alive, I'm so hype now I feel the vibe, get it right now Ooo, I'm so lights out Who want the smoke with me right now I feel alive, I'm so hype now I feel the vibe, get it right now Ooo, I'm so lights out OUTRO 5 shooters with me spread the floor, man I'm from Houston Pullin' out the stops, man this ain't nothin that you used to I be coming down, swangin' bangin', gettin' throwed I said, mayn hold up, baby You don't want the smoke (WE UP TO SOMETHING) 5 shooters with me spread the floor, man I'm from Houston Pullin' out the stops, man this ain't nothin that you used to I be coming down, swangin' bangin', gettin' throwed I said, mayn hold up, baby You don't want the smoke