Hype Me
Nigga, I'm so saucy she try to hide me
But my light so fucking bright, she gotta hype me
Hype me, Hype me, Hype me, hype me
Hype me, hype me Hype me, hype me
When I'm feelin' stuck? I need a hoe to hype a nigga up
All that fuckin' drama, you could save it
I don't have the time or the patience
Hit the pussy like I'm tryin' to make that majors
But she gotta keep it down for the neighbors
Fuck all that, we made it
Ayy, fuck all that, we made it out the partment
Made it to the crib, how it started?
I was sleepin' on the what? yeah
I was sleepin' on the couch, dawg
Lucky lefty, I don't write the shit but when I do, then I make it south paw
Trauma got me feelin' like, whatever I do I do it without y'all
I don't really want a problem, though
Got a problem then I solve it, though
I don't know what to call it, though
Eye on me like I'm Monaco, Monopoly
I'm not at the top, but I gotta be
I'm leavin' out of covid icy, baby
Gassed up then they sight see, baby
Never seen a nigga like me, baby
Goin' dumb, goin' hyphy, baby
This time here, this shit pricey, baby
Time to tell that I'm great
Time'll snitch on me
I don't go on dates
I perform on days
Facetime with the cakes uhh
Facetime with the cakes
I just want a lil' taste,
I just want a lil' face
While I count a big face
All your anger misplaced
Pussy sweet cause she don't never order high c
Don't get offended, Mix the Louis with the Nike
Nigga, I'm so saucy, she try to hide me
But my light so fuckin' bright, she gotta hype me
Hype me, hype me, hype me,
Hype me, hype, hype me
When I'm feeling stuck I need a hoe to hype a nigga up
Ayy, one more time
I don't wanna hear you talkin', I got no more time
Top music in my section, man, I'm runnin' mine
Hit Dom in the DM like I'm tryna link
He said, "yeah, let's meet", but we never did, but shit, I had to see
Ayy, pretty nigga got the faculty, my opps don't have the accuracy
And that's why they in back of me, a hype
Hype me
Damn, she know her friends all fuckin' like me
Damn, her pussy taste like orange, I see
That's why I had made her ass my wifey
To see you cream cream cream
I see you cream
Cream on the D, D, D
Cream on the D
SO you better hype me
Better hype me
Fuckin' shit, that's funny, that's really fun
But my light so fucking bright, she gotta hype me
Hype me, Hype me, Hype me, hype me
Hype me, hype me Hype me, hype me
When I'm feelin' stuck? I need a hoe to hype a nigga up
All that fuckin' drama, you could save it
I don't have the time or the patience
Hit the pussy like I'm tryin' to make that majors
But she gotta keep it down for the neighbors
Fuck all that, we made it
Ayy, fuck all that, we made it out the partment
Made it to the crib, how it started?
I was sleepin' on the what? yeah
I was sleepin' on the couch, dawg
Lucky lefty, I don't write the shit but when I do, then I make it south paw
Trauma got me feelin' like, whatever I do I do it without y'all
I don't really want a problem, though
Got a problem then I solve it, though
I don't know what to call it, though
Eye on me like I'm Monaco, Monopoly
I'm not at the top, but I gotta be
I'm leavin' out of covid icy, baby
Gassed up then they sight see, baby
Never seen a nigga like me, baby
Goin' dumb, goin' hyphy, baby
This time here, this shit pricey, baby
Time to tell that I'm great
Time'll snitch on me
I don't go on dates
I perform on days
Facetime with the cakes uhh
Facetime with the cakes
I just want a lil' taste,
I just want a lil' face
While I count a big face
All your anger misplaced
Pussy sweet cause she don't never order high c
Don't get offended, Mix the Louis with the Nike
Nigga, I'm so saucy, she try to hide me
But my light so fuckin' bright, she gotta hype me
Hype me, hype me, hype me,
Hype me, hype, hype me
When I'm feeling stuck I need a hoe to hype a nigga up
Ayy, one more time
I don't wanna hear you talkin', I got no more time
Top music in my section, man, I'm runnin' mine
Hit Dom in the DM like I'm tryna link
He said, "yeah, let's meet", but we never did, but shit, I had to see
Ayy, pretty nigga got the faculty, my opps don't have the accuracy
And that's why they in back of me, a hype
Hype me
Damn, she know her friends all fuckin' like me
Damn, her pussy taste like orange, I see
That's why I had made her ass my wifey
To see you cream cream cream
I see you cream
Cream on the D, D, D
Cream on the D
SO you better hype me
Better hype me
Fuckin' shit, that's funny, that's really fun
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Writer(s): Derrius Logan Casey
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