In “HOL TYT”, Kasien champions himself, trading an easy listening flow for abrasive beats and levels up his arsenal to contend with the likes of JPEGMAFIA’s hip-hop/punk aura. Lyrics are delivered with self-assuredness, while production duties from Krash offer domineering atmospherics.
[Chorus]
I just made a come up from my hobby and it feels great
I been going crazy, you just found me, then you been late
Grinding till it's sun up, I make money, motherfucker
Do it for the fame, then your a funny motherfucker
I just hopped the barrier to get in, no, I don't wait
She just dropped it low and now I'm sippin on her milkshake
Grinding till it's sun up, I make money, motherfucker
Made it out the gutter, now I'm one up motherfucker
[Verse 1]
Yes Indeed (uh huh)
Haters rest in peace (uh huh)
Raging or I'm lean (uh huh)
I don't do in between (uh huh)
Beat the pussy watch her buss it boost my self esteem (uh huh)
Niggas doubted now I'm going global fuck a scene (uh huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch fuck you mean?
Pour the gasoline
Spark it drop a banger mazzaleeen
Drawing up a scheme
Do it undercover submarine
Then I jump inside
Speed up stretch her out no limousine
I don't fall in line, I was born to shine
I don't lie online, I don't need co-signs
Yeah, I work for me and mine
I don't fall in line, I was born to shine
I don't lie online, I don't need co-signs
Yeah I work for me and mine, bitch
[Chorus]
I just made a come up from my hobby and it feels great
I been going crazy, you just found me, then you been late
Grinding till it's sun up, I make money, motherfucker
Do it for the fame, then your a funny motherfucker
[Verse 2]
On a level
Had to fix my mental
Pray at night thank God for my life is so eventful
Enemies I've seen several
Tryna live presidential
Make sure mummies settled
Smoke when shit gets stressful
Shit ain't accidental
Been a rebel, disrespectful
Spark the devil, I'm so special
Hard like metal, gimmie medals
Gimmie smoke, come like a kettle
Cut the fat, I'm not forgetful
Fuck me, then it's foot to pedel
Twisted gotta live a little
Made it saw it in a crystal
Beam me up, Father, little brother know that I'm their vessel
No, I don't get sentimental
Keep it pushing, never cripple
Monumental
Yeah I've got potential
You just double dribble
Bruddas fumble pop and fizzle
I just POW like Lethal Bizzle
[Chorus]
I just made a come up from my hobby and it feels great
I been going crazy, you just found me, then you been late
Grinding till it's sun up, I make money, motherfucker
Do it for the fame, then your a funny, motherfucker
I just hopped the barrier to get in, no, I don't wait
She just dropped it low and now I'm sippin on her milkshake
Grinding till it's sun up, I make money, motherfucker
Made it out the gutter, now I'm one up, motherfucker
HOL TYT was written by Kelvin Krash & Kasien.
HOL TYT was produced by Kelvin Krash.