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believe the hype - zaybang lyrics

[intro: zaybang]
(feezy) ahh
haah, they think i’m racist, i ain’t stoppin’ for them white folks (feezy this is a banger)
probably told the lil b*tch i love her, that’s a typo (that’s a typo)
n*gga, haah (haah) (fee*, feezy)

[verse 1: zaybang]
throwin’ blams on the ‘net, you n*ggas five*o (you n*ggas five*o)
they think i’m racist, i ain’t stoppin’ for them white folks (i ain’t stoppin’ for them white folks)
i probably told the lil b*tch i love her, that’s a typo (that’s a typo)
i like the song, but i don’t believe the hype, bro (but i don’t believe the hype, bro)
these n*ggas say they on my head, like they don’t never see me
if the b*tch called my phonе, i’m gettin’ fettuccine (i’m gеttin’ fettuccine)
probably catch another case, ’cause i don’t never leave it (’cause i don’t never leave it)
i’m tryna knock a trap b*tch from another region (another region)
playin’ bougie on the ‘gram, b*tch you really broke (b*tch you really broke)
please don’t tell me ’bout them suckas, all them n*ggas jokes (all them n*ggas clowns)
better ask about me, n*gga i’m with h*lla smoke (i’m with h*lla sh*t)
when i come through pumpin’ steam, who gon’ inhale it though (sh*t)
freak b*tch, like i’m from the jets, throw that ass back (throw that ass back)
b*tch askin’ for my number, send my cashapp (send some money, b*tch)
h*ll nah, we ain’t makin’ songs, you be with lab rats (you be with snitches)
never see me, ’cause you n*ggas never where that bag at (you n*ggas broke)
b*tch n*gga, vouchin’ for that n*gga, he a snitch n*gga (he a five*o)
b*tch, i grew up in my ‘jects, up under sick n*ggas (haah)
h*lla random n*ggas in your ‘jects, you n*ggas pick n*ggas (you n*ggas pick n*ggas, n*gga)
i was creepin’ past you in your ‘jects, i’m on your bic n*ggas (i’m on your bic n*ggas, n*gga)
hoe n*gga, you could calm it down, because i know n*ggas (haah)
i give a f*ck about ya’ll age, i’m gettin’ on n*ggas (i’m gettin’ on n*ggas)
real n*gga, been with the sh*t, since a lil n*gga (since a lil n*gga)
to keep it real, i don’t even really feel n*ggas (i don’t even really feel n*ggas), haah
[interlude: c hussle]
zay what’s happenin’, n*gga
haah, haah, haaah

[verse 2: c hussle]
aye, stop n*gga, before i pop out and drop n*ggas (bang boom)
leave everything out the bottom and his top, n*gga (bang bang)
one hand this fn, f*ck your glock, n*gga (lil f*ck boy)
lil fn a really be layin’ on your spot, n*gga (haaah)
c hussle, i just need trap and some top, baby (hussle)
b*tch, take these instructions, and she gotta pay me (turn it up)
rap n*gga, try to eat the meat, it’s oochie wally bangin’ (f*ck boy)
b*tch, i looked up to bner, so i gotta save it (word up)
b*tch you ain’t came with nothin’, then you not hangin’ (b*tch [?] up)
jane got the drop, we ran through it like a cop raidin’ (f*ck boy)
heard all about dude, he a cops favorite (lil f*ck boy)
b*tch, them corners really birthed me, i’m a block baby (that’s where we’re at)
the way them stay crackin’ safes, we just stay dangerous (that’s where we’re at)
hit you and every n*gga with you, like i ain’t aimin’ (bang bang)
yeah, he ain’t playin’, the main one, the shots bangin’ (hussle)
i don’t believe the hype, this n*gga high power fakin’ (hussle)
broad day, n*gga i’ll do it in these maisons (haah)
late night, scary sight, you ain’t ready for it? (haah)
b*tches rappin’, h*lla hype, you ain’t makin’ noise (lil f*ck boy)
suicide the dirt bike, tryna shake the boys (haah)
zay, we stop for them b*tches, we gon’ pay for it (haah)
really doin’ everything, n*ggas say they doin’ (that’s where we’re at)
you be hangin’ ’round, just so you can say you do it (lil f*ck boy)
’til we swing around this b*tch, with them kedr’s boomin’, n*gga (hussle)

- zaybang lyrics

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