Hypno Carlito – Silly Rabbit Lyrics

Silly Rabbit

Hypno Carlito

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"Silly Rabbit." - Hypno Carlito

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 11:28 pm

Album: Lil Durk Presents: Loyal Bros 2

Track No: 22

Это Baby Pluto
Damn, baby doin' hits as fuck
I wasn't lookin' for no help or nothin'
I was tryna handle somethin'
I was tryna hop out, hit his face, and leave the Chevy runnin'
I was tryna pop out with them loads and get the bando jumpin'
I was tryna keep it real with ****, but they kept on frontin'
**** ain't been up to nothin'
**** always livin' off a bitch like he ain't got legs or somethin'
Pride gon' take it from him
What make you a man, ****?
Runnin' 'round with all these different ****, you a fan, ****
Gettin' bold with blickies, shit get wicked when you scared, ****
I already knew the boy a snake, I watched him shed, ****
Type to turn fed, ****
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm the type to get a **** knocked off, no payment
I'm the type to get a **** knocked off, won't phase me
I'm the type to put the skully on and do 'em crazy
I guess you think it's clout season
I was dreamin' on the couch, sleepin'
You was tryna stuff your nose out, leanin'
I made a hundred thou' easy
Fuck a gun, I'll have your mouth bleedin', make 'em stop speakin'
I done put 'em on for real
Took 'em out that basement, made 'em family, brought 'em home for real
Brought 'em 'round them members, yeah, they killers, boy, they known to kill
Shoutout all my dogs, they on my back, they on my shoulders still
Had to lay down law, I can't be flaw, them **** know the drill
Like, duh, ****
Been a real ****, shit been lit just since a young ****
Boy, don't get hit, you know Carlito ain't no fuck ****
I wasn't lookin' for no help or nothin'
I was tryna handle somethin'
I was tryna hop out, hit his face, and leave the Chevy runnin'
I was tryna pop out with them loads and get the bando jumpin'
I was tryna keep it real with ****, but they kept on frontin'
**** ain't been up to nothin'
**** always livin' off a bitch like he ain't got legs or somethin'
Pride gon' take it from him
What make you a man, ****?
Runnin' 'round with all these different ****, you a fan, ****
Don't get me started talkin', I might never finish
He the type to go sneak diss his dog and start catchin' feelings, lame shit
I done came around and showed these **** how the game went, silly rabbit
Boy, that shit dead, where that name went? Dumb ****
Talkin' to these people who don't know shit, got pumped, ****
Now you gotta crawl up out your own shit, bum ****
Whoever tried to gas him up never fucked with him
I be hearin' shit them **** said when I ain't stuntin', ****
Dead broke, yeah, he a joke, won't get a crumb, ****
Tryna take my sauce and make it yours, that shit a dub, ****
How I'm talkin' down on my people when I'm the one, ****?
Started shit, got on top of shit, yeah, I'm the plug, ****
I wasn't lookin' for no help or nothin'
I was tryna handle somethin'
I was tryna hop out, hit his face, and leave the Chevy runnin'
I was tryna pop out with them loads and get the bando jumpin'
I was tryna keep it real with ****, but they kept on frontin'
**** ain't been up to nothin'
**** always livin' off a bitch like he ain't got legs or somethin'
Pride gon' take it from him
What make you a man, ****?
Runnin' 'round with all these different ****, you a fan, ****

Writer(s): Hypno Carlito, Baby Plugg, mxfisto, Crevm Dian.

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