Hip-Hop Lyrics: Its time to take a closer look at the lyrics for “Hip-Hop,” a new song by the American rapper below.
The song Hip-Hop happens to be the fourth music release on Lil Wayne’s “The Carter VI” album, which was released on June 6, 2025, but he did not do it alone; the rapper featured BigXthaPlug, and Jay Jones on the song.
The Carter VI comprises 19 tracks, with a total playtime of 1 hour, 7 minutes. The album features a diverse lineup of collaborators, including BigXthaPlug, Jay Jones, Jelly Roll, Big Sean, Bono, 2 Chainz, Kameron Carter (Lil Wayne’s son), Andrea Bocelli, Wyclef Jean, Lil Novi, Mannie Fresh, MGK, and Kodak Black.
Check out the lyrics and a link to download the mp3 version of the new music below.
Lil Wayne – Hip-Hop Lyrics
Ayy
Said fuck the Drac’ and bought the G-Lock
He run up, bet he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop
I’m active, boy, don’t get dropped
Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops
Hate ratchet cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It’s on me, bitch, don’t get popped (Mula)
Spent like fifty all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot (Yeah, yeah)
We had hoes and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped (Uh-huh)
Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock
(Yeah)
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac (Uh-huh)
In LA, we ride with two Glocks
Start rapping, feds got too hot
Uh, bitch, bitch, bitch, make a nigga rich, rich, rich
I like the pussy deep dish and when it go squish, squish, squish
Carter 6, 6, 6, demon time, tick, tick, tick
Barrel to your temple like a pimple, nigga, it go Z-Z-Z
Promethazine, I don’t even smoke gasoline
Fuck you, no vaseline
I like my whores tangerine
It turns so dope, I have fiends
I got that coke, no caffeine
I empty the whole magazine
Everybody woke, I sell dreams
Got it out the mud, the can clean
I can’t trust the love, I ain’t green
I just cut ’em off like gangrene
It’s the art of war, I’m painting
I’m a superstar, she fainting
No matter who you are, you ain’t me
Walk it like a target on my feet
Take a nigga heart just for the beat
Said fuck the Drac’ and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop
I’m active, boy, don’t get dropped
Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops
Hate ratchet cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It’s on me, bitch, don’t get popped
Spent like fifty all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had hoes and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, we ride with two Glocks
Start rapping, feds got too hot
Godzilla, nigga, chinchilla, nigga
Laughin’ to the bank like Ben Franklin, Ben Stiller, nigga
In a villa, nigga, gettin’ head like a pillow, nigga
Bitches all over me and X like Twitter, nigga
Heavy hitter, nigga, send a nigga, devil and a nigga
Weed smoke got me chokin’ like Reggie Miller, nigga
She gon’ ride a nigga like an eighteen wheeler, nigga
She vanilla, nigga, on tequila, she Brazillian, nigga
I ain’t never scared (Never scared)
Keep a chopper on me like a helipad
These niggas Teddy Grahams, niggas teddy bears (Teddy bears)
Kill ’em with my bear hands like Freddy, man, tell ’em, man
Said fuck the Drac’ and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop
I’m active, boy, don’t get dropped
Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops
Hate ratchet cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It’s on me, bitch, don’t get popped
Spent like fifty all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had hoes and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, I ride with two Glocks
Start rapping, feds got too hot (Yeah, Mula)
Hallelujah, clip so long like Tchoupitoulas
Bad lil’ bitch give amazing brain
My mother raised an honor student
Tell a bitch step like major pain
Lowdown a nigga like Keenen Wayan
Slam on a nigga like Shaq in paint
I’ma shoot this bitch, I ain’t have to think
I’m like Nino in Tha Carter, nigga
Too many pounds, what’s the order, nigga?
Grew my wig south like a Florida nigga
When the Drac’ call, hope God with ya
On a state call with my dog, nigga
Got a light sentence, not a life sentence
Bro just came home, picked the pen up, then he taught me how to make a knife with it
Only seein’ green with this night vision
Got a black truck full of white bitches and they like bitches, that excite niggas
If they act up, we goodnight niggas
On sight niggas, well, alright, get it
Got some young boys, they don’t do shit, but just shoot shit like Spike did
You fuckin’ ’round with the right nigga, Jones
Said fuck the Drac’ and bought the G-Lock
He run up and he get popped
Yeah, I rap, but fuck this hip-hop
I’m active, boy, don’t get dropped
Niggas hoes, they walk with flip-flops
Hate ratchet cheese, they get chopped
From the slope straight to the tip-top
It’s on me, bitch, don’t get popped
Spent like fifty all in one swap
Ran off, the plug got too hot
We had hoes and bowls in two spots
Pulled off Corvette, the roof chopped
Diamonds shining, smoking moonrock
Thug life, I feel like 2Pac
In LA, I ride with two Glocks
Start rapping, feds got too hot
Download mp3 for Hip Hop here.
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