Hopedealers HB Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Joey Clipstar] Project (Project) Come on, you feel Alright, you ready, yeah? Shit Joey Clipstar, HB Freestyle Now, this ones been most requested for a long time Ghosty We got the Hope Dealers, I ain't even gon say too much We got a long freestyle to get into, so let's get into it [Verse 1: Bread] Yo, weren't talking Fairly Odd Parents when I had two big teeth like Timmy (Ayy) Pat's bolo like Crimson Chin so the weight gotta trim like Jimmys (Ayy) Long nose looking like Squidward, I ain't gotta think first, do that works Bro just asked me, "Splash or the waps", I said "Bro, do what works" (Ayy) D9 used to love Spongebob, that's why Ds tryna square his pants (Come on) Old school jump out cabbie Serve them patties, Mr Crabs Just got a O of light, that's a Dimzy like Scribz's friend School days, tryna get a Monkey, ASAP, just so I could just buy that skeng I was twenty-one, wid' a quarter M, now I'm on the phone to investors (Brr brr) (Ayy) Talking about rates and dates man gave, man come a long way from Vespas Young days, had a 50cc on the road and I thought I was cool (Ayy) Now, its Range's jusy to go places, switch to the Vo, got tired of Sport (Mad) Can't believe SKs backing out ZKs, now the young boys in suits an' stuff Open a bowl and I'm whippin', pop got bubbles like Power Puffs (Brr, brr) Cover my face, still chest is bait, and I'm just loving my membership (Mad) I was on the strip, tryna shut down a brick, giving out free kicks, no premiership (Ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Bandz] Bark off sticks, turn man fruits, still tryna turn the block Eden (Blow) Bands this old that I'm Hugo's Boss, we could never be even (No way) (Mad) Just put three on some teeth, that's what I call seed Word to Coonz, this word come strong now I got ammo for weeks (Ayy) On site drillings in Loubs, stress, I could'a done it steel toes (Toes) The way that I'm runnin' these souls, couldn't give a toss about no red soles Slide and glide, ride they eye, these bells still get a man— Private caller, ring that caller now these Miley's singing Bro just caught this AM in the A.M., now he gotta petrol bath this wap (Hmm) Things on things, buns in the wheel so you know we can't mix and match (Mad) Word on replay, Rev got uhh, so we can't mix or lack (Hmm) (Ayy) My life just comin' like a wardrobe, all I'm seeing is racks on racks (Ayy) Opp block settings in Gucci I'll run a man done like who's he? (Yeah) Can't tell the gang about title I'll jog a man down on the rival (Hmm) Rusty KJ, brand new TP do him up real cleanly Young boy saw me on TV, now he's with gang then gang, that's speedy [Verse 3: Romelo] The end's still doing up Trapmash Couldn't understand that backlash (Ayy) But I still put work on the strip I have bones on my hip like Bagdhad (Ayy) They ain't liking the way that I flip If I wanted your opinion I would have been on Backchat Had a real boy linking the gas, don't work? Should've known we ain't here for the chat-chat I ain't sounding religious Don't care if I'm sounding suspicious (Ayy) I remember Abgial breading to sing on my songs, now she wanna diss us (Ayy) But it's cool cah everyone sweet first time that you meet but I always end sour (Ayy) I don't rate no girl who is bound by emotion-draining power (Ahh) Send for man, it ain't banter I got free smoke, like cancer Pull out that wand, career disappear like abracadabra (Woosh) All these hocus pocus raps that they say in their tracks, I ain't buying (Hmm) Everybody chats so much nowadays days, can't tell who's lying (Ayy) I'm so confused (Ayy) Never cared about the lives or the Loubs (Ayy) Didn't care about the lies or the truth (Ayy) Couldn't really care about views, uh I'm so pissed off 'cause nobody uses their mind no more, it's long Hope Dealers, the movement: saving lives till I'm gone [Verse 4: MK] Twin barrel swinging, matching skengs when I step on your block (Woah) I'm itching to ride, one hand when I glide but this kickback's giving me shock (Oi) When I pull this trigger, I ain't talking J Hus, TPT made him lean and bop (Eh) What you know about cunch spot drilling with the squad? Bread still came around with the mop (Woop) All these spinners and dingers (Ayy), I'm still trappin' and drillin' (Ayy) Pabs just threw another pack, I got all this weight but he knows that I'm willing (Ayy) S Rose and Daps with packs, I'm still trapping with sinners (Ayy) Click and bang, excellent finish—can't get enough of these Novikov dinners Just copped a new crib in south Still pissed off Got the Benz saying "Ahhh" when I'm driving past, man, I'm sounding like Rick Ross (Hm) Bread's still doing up mask, coming like Kane or suttin' Klu Klux And where the F's drill? Only left for the skeng when I aim I open this toolbox Hope in the pot, still whippin' Faith and I'm ready to flip it All these pots and pots I'm Ainsley Harriot cheffing, and I'm whipping in the kitchen (Ayy) I never chose this life, I'm a Postcode God, matching skengs if I come out religion Sawn-off shotty, rusty dotty: chh-chh-pow, many boys go missing (Ayy) [Verse 5: S Rose] Okay, let's go: most wanted drillers (You know) Me and bro got matching skengs, can't tell you how many man got smoked but I'll tell you for free I'll risk it again Dem' man there go live on the Insta, my name rings bells 'cause I'm live in the Ends What you know about expensive dinners with saucy drillers, I'll lif' mans kweff (Blow) I had so much blood on my hand, now that's blood on my shoe—that's supply and demand I stepped out with the sauce on the spill, now man just dripping like I came out the bath I came through with some saucy drillers, anyone where man step know who we are If I pull with sticks on the AM or the PM, guaranteed I'mma M your daarg Salute me or shoot (Ayy) (Woop, woop) Or I'mma sink your boat soon as I jump out the hoopty (Blow, blow) Yo, what you take this for—what you think this is, movie? (What ya take this-?) I get a black opp down when I get the call of duty (Ayy) When I got the call of duty (Ayy) I got twenty-five bells in the woosh, anyone can go, I got hella free smoke I got bodies on bodies in my back but I'mma stop right there as the other side know Still got drillings pending, still tryna leave a man holy and ghost Said I got my trap line booming like Metro, I feel in love with doing up road (Road) [Verse 6: FY] Lickle man thought he was a big man till I threw corn and it hit his gut (Ayy) Step up with two KJs, two arms out like I'm stuck in the mud (Mad) (Ayy) Spill this blood, trap this love, ride out and pierce through lungs (Ayy) Grace and faith does wonders, and I whip this— till my wrist is— You don't wanna see bro lose it, he will do—, he don't care, he's ruthless Two big teeth like Rufus, I'm cruisin', wind down and I threw it (Ayy) Got numerous bootin's: not music Shoot hearts like Cupid My line is moving, got souls from Tooting to Newham (Ayy) Done drills in my 97s (Ayy), there's blood on floors when we're stepping (Ayy) Opps see us, get shook, that's leggings Whole screwtops, I don't care about methods (Ayy) Ring bells like kids that lesson, serve them shots, I ain't playing tennis (Ayy) Pack that light, serve, that's Dennis Tap that dots, send man heaven (Ayy) I'm reckless (Ayy) (Ayy, ayy) Still tryna salt this fish and turn man akki (Ayy), that's my brodie (Ayy) Mtching skengs, Zach and Cody If you can't spill blood don't phone me Two KJs when I ride on my lonely Chase man down then left him holy (Ay) (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 7: D9] Spent five racks in a week for the ministry I don't love this money (Ayy) I'm tryna save lives, don't belittle me I'm applying this pressure Drip foreign like it came from Italy (Ayy) Man do it like I did with Ray on the wing Man's moving like Robben and Ribéry (Woop) Can't tell gang about scoring (Ayy) Grab three souls in the morning, I stop by the gym when the jugg gets boring (Ayy) The hustle runs right through the family I couldn't care less about touring (Ayy) Mean's still asleep, it's too amped Still catch him at four in the morning (Ayy) I'm still tryna distribute Christ on the mains, this will never get boring (Ayy) Young boy came to SPAC for investment, now he's in Hilton doing up altar Step 'round there like a medic, try mend that chip on his shoulder (Ayy) How many trips did I like in the A-Class, and then the tyres are worn off? Just got a call from Daps, that's bro Been trying to get the coins in order (Ayy) And then I hit shh for lunch [?] got the maddest of smokes, I ain't talking no amateur guns (Ayy) Fill this ting to the brim, fill it up man's giving out grub (Ayy) Feds wanna know who it was, it was us—I ain't tell man soz' (Ayy) [Verse 8: Rev-1] Custom plate on the Lambo, of course man's foreign estrange (Mad) All the young ones switching it up now, talking about foreign exchange (Yes) I was dying inside them washed olders wouldn't help me (No) Man can't talk about drill when it was Hope Dealers that made it healthy (Mad) All these backup dancers talking 'bout poles, like a strip club What you know about a plug? I got a plug that owns all the big clubs They thinkin' 'bout stocks and shares My guys got stocks and shares It's a surgery flow when I touch that beat cah the doctors scared Little man got the dot-dot there, but CC got the block hot there Black deaths but the cops don't care Why do you think we've got a hotspot there? Wifi What's a brick of coke gonna do when I'm messing with Bitcoin? (Ayy) Moses Mile with the rod speed cameras wanna give a man six points (Ayy) Just cop me a boss on the cross, I ain't talking about contact sports (Ayy) I ring trap on a Sunday, hallelujah I contract source (Yes) I saw the DP in college, told her to delete my number I ain't even presse but she tryna keep my t-shirt What the bumba? (Ayy) [Outro: Joey Clipstar] And just like that Hope Dealers, HB Freestyle Long one, but it was worth it, inni' So, till next week Fumez The Engineer