​Believe Da Hype lyrics

[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(b*tch, haha)

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

[Verse]
I'm just tellin' you how that sh*t go
In the back of the 'Bach pourin' 4's
He put his trust in his b*tch, got his lo'
That lil' n*gga Dee so throwed
I'm with Goon' smokin' Za' out the bowl
Got some n*ggas let they rod go
Say he gon' stretch me, I'm like, "Fasho" (Yeah)
Never hit my n*gga hoe, that's the code (Oh)
Told lil' mama, "Back that ass up"
I was always taught to back my sh*t up
I was down bad, then, I came up
Family come first, never last, bruh
n*ggas still swag in Everlast, bruh
[Chorus]
I'ma have to f*ck with your friend, b*tch, 'cause you not my type
I ain't gotta prove sh*t to y'all, b*tch, just believe the hype
I'm in this b*tch smokin' trees, b*tch, I'm higher than a kite
How the f*ck you called me a dog? Only thing bitin' is my diamonds
Still bringin' up the past, b*tch, let's put that sh*t behind us
And I be in somethin' so fast, it'll put every whip behind us
Have his b*tch set him up for that cash, yeah, my n*ggas'll do him grimey
Yeah, I be in Houston, but I got some n*ggas in that Baton bangin' Blood, yeah