Lyrics

Hypebeast

She don't wear no Fashion Nova 'cause that shit ain't pricey

Diamonds on her Prada bag, she told me that's an iced tea

They try to bite her style, but that shit sounding like a type beat

What's a type beat?

Yeah, hypebeast

Always with the ballers, but she handle them like Kyrie

Burning like a candle, and she fire just like Kylie

Try to take her home tonight, my brother, that's unlikely

That's unlikely

Yeah, hypebeast

Always with the ballers, but she handle them like Kyrie

Burning like a candle, and she fire just like Kylie

Try to take her home tonight, my brother, that's unlikely

That's unlikely

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