Waka Flocka Flame - Hype Remix lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] I tell these n***as “take notes man” n***as like “f** graduating, I'm selling coke.” That's some f**ed up logic man And these hoes right here f**in' for new bags Stealin' swag [Verse: Waka Flocka Flame] You lame rappers Views from a real pyru Married to the game, I do I'm ridin' through in that chicken coup Them birds (?) when I'm slidin' through Can't finesse a brick like I do You little n***as can't walk a mile in my foot steps p**y we don't wear the same size shoe Punch him in his face, feed him chicken soup Surgeries in that institute Record his a** while I whoop his a** And put it on my album as the interlude My circle tighter than an intertube Always talkin' bout what you finna do I think ya lame, (?) pinnacle Rappers on too many chemicals Where the f** y'alls principles This Brick Squad I'm the general Middle finger grab my genitals Why the f** my niece in the news? Always talkin' who Waka doin' Always talkin' what Waka doin' Countin' money I'm thumbin' through it You got a problem b**h I'm comin' to it Pullin' up with a couple shooters I could give a f** about this f**in' music I'll f** ya up and there's nothing to a whole squad ridin' like a f**ing Buick I know I'm winning but I'll f**ing lose it And beat the case cause my lawyer Jewish Grimey n***a came from the sewage Put them hands on ya like Lennox Lewis Really with this sh** If you diss me b**h Then it's a wrap Like Christmas gifts It's arithmetic, I'ma hit the lick We gon' snatch the bag and split the chips Out in Colorado, go f** with Spense VVSs on me never tuck it in The hate is out but the love is in Makin' major flips like a (?) (FLEX!) f**in' up the dope because I can't cook So I made a million off Facebook So underrated feel like Westbrook Runnin' plays it's textbook Couple rappers solid the rest shook They say I can't rap so I came back With them punchlines give ‘em left hooks B-b-back from the dead I'm John Snow (?) (?) I'm here John Doe I feel like young scooter no convo No snakes keep the lawn mowed Why the f** n***as thing they Pablo Because they watch an episode of Nacros This is real life tryna f** (?) And you lyrical n***as, catch a case now you spiritual n***a Defense put some fear in ya n***a What they put some years on ya n***a Do I see a tear droppin n***a (?) n***a I'd take the chair my n***a Loyalty real my n***a Yeah (Waka!) f** wrong with these n***as man Just turn 30 man, how old do you think your favorite rapper is man? I've been listening to these n***as since they been in middle school Move over granddaddy Squad, Flockaveli 2 Gang Gang, Crew!