Hype Beast

By Glamboy

On Vacay

Released on November 26, 2012

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Wise guys


[Verse 1: Derek Wise]

Uhh

Fly talk, said I'm sorry

Jack Daniels in my honey, now she acting naughty

Comfy ride, oh I’m sliding in

She make that choice she just wanna be residing in

Middle finger my old bitch

Blowing trees with my new one

Cruising out, that top down, her hair blow like Anthem

Steady saying she got that

Steady saying she got me

I said that I got you

Now come ride on top me

Wet like that lake though

Fuck sleep, I train hoes

Forget about a budget, uh, broke niggas can't break hoes

Her hair did, she paint toes

She shits on them in plain clothes

Roll weed, she fuck good

You know how that saying goes


[Chorus]

I'm sellin’, she gettin'

Wise God skipping right up to the credits

Take you on a trip, won't forget it

Unwrapped and un-bagged he'll regret it

I'm sellin', she gettin'

Wise God skipping right up to the credits

Take you on a trip, won't forget it

Unwrapped and un-bagged he’ll regret it


[Verse 2: Tripsixx]

Okay, yeah, yeah, I be on it

Mixing hash with my chronic

TripleSixx need a exorcist, rap style demonic

I hop on the track, it’s carnage

Got these haters astonished

Honest I'm the shit, bruh, I’m just being modest

That chick you with, you don't want that

So I bring it back when I'm off that

Them hoes fuck with me, but I don't love ’em back

'Cause my heart belong to them long racks

I dropped a grip on that kush sack

More weed and pills like we in the trap

Party hard like I'm in a frat

Getting to this money, I don't need a map

Yet my main chick's skin yella

Fashionista trend setter

Been on my dick since I met her

She hold down the Beretta

All my niggas go-gettas, only talk about if it's cheddar

Hustle hard, I'm hitting licks

That's bands on bands, Coachella

These lames see the kid winning

I don't fuck with y'all niggas, bruh

Only by my side when I'm riding high, wanna talk about me on the low

My college bitch, she on road

Two mollies she on a roll

Xanax got me chopping slow

This trippy shit is not optional, nigga


[Chorus]

I'm sellin', she gettin'

Wise God skipping right up to the credits

Take you on a trip, won't forget it

Unwrapped and un-bagged he'll regret it

I'm sellin', she gettin'

Wise God skipping right up to the credits

Take you on a trip, won't forget it

Unwrapped and un-bagged he'll regret it