Don't Believe No Hype
It's Kashlife You Suckas
Aye
Whole ten in this bitch we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops, I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
Miss me with that bark, you ain't got no bite
Blue, pink, green money I ain't got no type
Probably got what you need but it's not yo price
Send a nigga to the sky but he ain't book no flight
Rockstar lifestyle, I ain't in no band
Why go against me, you don't got no chance
I ain't in here tellin' jokes, I ain't Afroman
Don't try me, try God I throw these hands
Yeah, I'm on a double up
Nigga thought that he was pourin' drop but it bubbled up
Both arms wrapped around the gwap, yeah we snuggled up
Put the muzzle on them bitch niggas, gotta shut em up
Put a whole lot in this shit, now I'm bossin' up
I ain't wanna beat the niggas ass, he was talking tuff
Soon as they let us in the gate, we gon run a muck
I been doing crime with the mob, knuck if you buck
Put the bitch on you kause you a trick daddy
Put a whole in one, this nigga flinched at me
Went to Welton Street, I got the fish sandwich
Real Aurora nigga got yo bitch starin'
This a baby glock but the clip scared him
Really fuck the opps, I don't never spare em
Niggas say they dropped, but I never hear em
It's lonely at the top so I'm never near em
Whole ten in this bitch we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
Scream mask on my face, they ain't got no case
Straight gas type nigga, I don't got no breaks
Need a whole twenty-eight, I don't cop no eighths
Big dawg in this bitch hoe I break off chains
Lemme see the hit list so I can scratch off names
Two glocks when I shoot, I feel like Max Payne
How you throwin' up the C & you ain't in no gang
Remember we was in the county I thought you ain't bang
Yeah, these niggas hella weak
I can't even tell em what I'm sellin', niggas hella cheap
Momma probably wish I got degrees, but I got felonies
You ain't tryna make a hundred Ms, hoe we could never be
Shawty probably telling you the truth, but shit you never know
Bitches tried to set me up before, how could I trust a hoe
If you grade me by the G code, bitch I'm honor roll
Slice a nigga with the pizza cutter, now he Domino's
Whole ten in this bitch, we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga, I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops, I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
Aye
Whole ten in this bitch we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops, I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
Miss me with that bark, you ain't got no bite
Blue, pink, green money I ain't got no type
Probably got what you need but it's not yo price
Send a nigga to the sky but he ain't book no flight
Rockstar lifestyle, I ain't in no band
Why go against me, you don't got no chance
I ain't in here tellin' jokes, I ain't Afroman
Don't try me, try God I throw these hands
Yeah, I'm on a double up
Nigga thought that he was pourin' drop but it bubbled up
Both arms wrapped around the gwap, yeah we snuggled up
Put the muzzle on them bitch niggas, gotta shut em up
Put a whole lot in this shit, now I'm bossin' up
I ain't wanna beat the niggas ass, he was talking tuff
Soon as they let us in the gate, we gon run a muck
I been doing crime with the mob, knuck if you buck
Put the bitch on you kause you a trick daddy
Put a whole in one, this nigga flinched at me
Went to Welton Street, I got the fish sandwich
Real Aurora nigga got yo bitch starin'
This a baby glock but the clip scared him
Really fuck the opps, I don't never spare em
Niggas say they dropped, but I never hear em
It's lonely at the top so I'm never near em
Whole ten in this bitch we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
Scream mask on my face, they ain't got no case
Straight gas type nigga, I don't got no breaks
Need a whole twenty-eight, I don't cop no eighths
Big dawg in this bitch hoe I break off chains
Lemme see the hit list so I can scratch off names
Two glocks when I shoot, I feel like Max Payne
How you throwin' up the C & you ain't in no gang
Remember we was in the county I thought you ain't bang
Yeah, these niggas hella weak
I can't even tell em what I'm sellin', niggas hella cheap
Momma probably wish I got degrees, but I got felonies
You ain't tryna make a hundred Ms, hoe we could never be
Shawty probably telling you the truth, but shit you never know
Bitches tried to set me up before, how could I trust a hoe
If you grade me by the G code, bitch I'm honor roll
Slice a nigga with the pizza cutter, now he Domino's
Whole ten in this bitch, we done poured a strike
Take the spirit out a nigga, I'm the poltergeist
No Rats hoodie on, I don't fuck with mice
Whole thirty in this bitch, I don't want no fights
Checked in on the yard, you ain't got no stripes
We pourin' real exotic pops, I don't need no sprite
Niggas know that you a lame, you ain't got no life
Niggas said I fell off, don't believe no hype
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Writer(s): Andrell Brown
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