Swirl - HYPE lyrics

[Intro] El Chivo K, yeah El Chivo [Hook] You can not be in the gang if you're broke I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough Look at all this ice, man that's snow El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow, he 'bout to grow) Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do I get so much guap, how ‘bout you Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do All these lame dudes think they cool [Verse 1] Aye, I'm just tryna get it Pedal to the metal then I hit it People saying things but they ain't really with it People throwing shade like the windows tinted They just getting mad because a brother winning Verse after verse I be k**in Murder the track so they call me a villain I'm taking off like a rocket El Chivo stack mulla got bands in his pocket I'm zooming like comets, copping raw threads I don't care what the cost is Squad ride deep like a team El Chivo ain't ‘bout it boy what do you mean? I'm hotter than steam Finesse them bands is my theme Gold on my teeth when I smile, it just gleam When people meet me they think it's a dream (I get so much green, i get so much green) (Hook) You can not be in the gang if you're broke I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough Look at all this ice, man that's snow El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow, he bout to grow) Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do Get so much guap, how ‘bout you Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do All these lame dudes think they cool But they not though I be stacking cheese like a nacho All these lame dudes think they cool But really they some fools (they some fools, they some fools, they some fools, the some fools) Yeah (Verse 2) Line after Line it's just fire El chivo K they admire Light that track up like a lighter,I am not pa**ive boy I am a fighter My bars are like poison and I am the spider I'm swimming through money, I'm just like a diver Im a sharp shooter, I'm just like a sniper Flame in my trail so they call me Ghost Rider (the call me Ghost Rider) Ya (Hook) You can not be in the gang if you're broke I be ‘bout my bands ‘bout my dough Look at all this ice, man that's snow El Chivo, (he ‘bout to grow, he 'bout to grow', he 'bout to grow) Finesse for them dollars , yeah I do I be getting so much guap, how ‘bout you Think my bars sick like the flu, yeah I do All these lame dudes think they cool