Don't Get Me Hype

Amakerecords, Pédro
Losa, back with another one
Don't even try it
Better be quiet
Gonna be tight
If you clap I clap back boy (uh huh)

You already know how it go once you heard Dro (you already)
Same dude that used to jump rope with the corn rows (yup)
Now, I'm whipping cars, spitting bars at award shows
And all my ns is sketchy; turn your bestie into John Doe (damn)
Waiting at the door: I ain't got time for (nah)
What you think I got the fuck outta the line for (aha)
Pockets so tight; money busting out the seam (busting)
Bitches better act right, 'fore they get cut up out the scene (uh huh)
I dare anybody to try me If you dumb enough (if you dumb enough)
And If you see me by myself you still ain't running up (still ain't running up)
I sit back, relax, and get my numbers up
Crack up, just laugh at ns that think they coming up (haa)
I'm on my example shit: now watch me make one outta you
Not that I wanna do this shit - it's just some shit I gotta do (I gotta do)
Giving it to anyone that look like they ain't got a clue (ain't got a clue)
While looking bad as a bitch (bitch) from Sue's Rondezvous

Don't even try it, you better be quiet
You gonna be tight if you-you get me hype (don't get me hype)
You should be reminded if you-you think I'm lying
You you gonna be tight if you-you get me hype (don't get me hype)
I-I-I been holding off for way too long
If you thought that I was pussy, got me way too wrong
Don't-Don't get me hype; that's the last thing you wanna do
If you clap, I clap back, boy, I'm warning you

Set the record, then I'll break record, call me Guinness (Guinness)
Running the whole world like I live on Planet Fitness (I run it)
Running your whole girl like I got her playing tennis (haaa)
Laps around the court, back and forth 'til I say she finished (don't stop)
I don't need no sleep: working overtime on the beat
But I'm snoozing on these losers, boy; can't you see all these Z's (I'm sleep)
I got hitters that got better aim (aim) than paparazzi
Looking from the bushes then (blat) they catching bodies
All I really do is pray persistent (that's all I do)
Make money, make moves, and stay consistent (we makin' moves)
Clearly different; got what it takes to be a star
You working backwards: your rap ain't up to P-A-R (get it?)
I am not the one to be played with, okay, bitch?
So, when I send my ns to get you, ain't no delaying shit (ain't no delay)
Mi gente se vuelve loca, if I say so
When your last name Losa: first, Pédro

Don't even try it
Set the record, then I'll break the record
You gonna be tight if (I'm breaking records)
Set-set the record, then I'll break the record
You should be reminded (I'm breaking records)
Set-set the record, then I'll break the record
You gonna be tight if you-you get me hype
Set the record, then I'll break the record (I'm breaking records)
Set-set the record, then I'll break the record (we breaking records)
Set-set the record, then I'll break the record (Amakerecords)

Don't even try it, you better be quiet
You gonna be tight if you-you get me hype (don't get me hype)
You should be reminded if you-you think I'm lying
You you gonna be tight if you-you get me hype (don't get me hype)
I-I-I been holding off for way too long
If you thought that I was pussy, got me way too wrong
Don't-Don't get me hype; that's the last thing you wanna do
If you clap, I clap back, boy, I'm warning you



Credits
Writer(s): Pédro Losa
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