​Believe Da Hype

[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(Bitch, haha)

[Chorus]
I'ma have to fuck with your friend, bitch, 'cause you not my type
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all, bitch, just believe the hype
I'm in this bitch smokin' trees, bitch, I'm higher than a kite
How the fuck you called me a dog? Only thing bitin' is my diamonds
Still bringin' up the past, bitch, let's put that shit behind us
And I be in somethin' so fast, it'll put every whip behind us
Have his bitch set him up for that cash, yeah, my niggas'll do him grimey
Yeah, I be in Houston, but I got some niggas in that Baton bangin' Blood, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Got a big G-19 if you got a problem with me, cuz
Send that boy to his maker, let 'em put them candles in the air
Not finna' trip over that ho 'cause, nigga, I got bitches everywhere

[Verse]
I'm just tellin' you how that shit go
In the back of the 'Bach pourin' 4's
He put his trust in his bitch, got his lo'
That lil' nigga Dee so throwed
I'm with Goon' smokin' Za' out the bowl
Got some niggas let they rod go
Say he gon' stretch me, I'm like, "Fasho" (Yeah)
Never hit my nigga hoe, that's the code (Oh)
Told lil' mama, "Back that ass up"
I was always taught to back my shit up
I was down bad, then, I came up
Family come first, never last, bruh
Niggas still swag in Everlast, bruh

[Chorus]
I'ma have to fuck with your friend, bitch, 'cause you not my type
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all, bitch, just believe the hype
I'm in this bitch smokin' trees, bitch, I'm higher than a kite
How the fuck you called me a dog? Only thing bitin' is my diamonds
Still bringin' up the past, bitch, let's put that shit behind us
And I be in somethin' so fast, it'll put every whip behind us
Have his bitch set him up for that cash, yeah, my niggas'll do him grimey
Yeah, I be in Houston, but I got some niggas in that Baton bangin' Blood, yeah