Lyrics Hype - Yvie Oddly

Hype

Bitch, I’m hype, ADD
Gotta pop a pill to focus on the beat
Got no type, you can come and see
Can’t do ones or twos, I like my dudes in threes
I’m an odd one, femme top, hung
But you cannot gimme brain if you ain’t got one
I say, «fuck you, next» if you are hot, but not fun
Then I play you like some chess and make them checks 'til I’ve won, mate
Never run late, first out the gate
If you think you waiting on me, then you early
How’d you jump the gun and finish up in last place?
How’d I slip a little in the middle and still win a race?
Baby hairs laid like rock-a-bye lace
You is just a pupil, watching how I dilate
That’s my best friend, that’s my best friend, please give her space
'Cause you know that she will fuck it up like I’m Grace
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Shake that ass to the left, pop that pussy to the right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Sippin' on that Patrón, so I won’t be polite (Hell nah)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Going crazy with my ladies, looking good and feeling right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
We be dripping wet with shots like a water gun fight (Ahh)
Bitch, I’m hype
In the club, gettin' lit in VIP
Poppin' bottles on they rugs, poppin' pussy on they seats
I came in through the back because this face is my ID
And I never spent a cent because I get it all for free (Ayy)
Mug right, fit tight, I’m a bad bitch
You a mess in a dress, I ain’t gagged, sis
We the A-team, you ratchets is average
Whippin' out your phones whenever we be goin' savage
Goddess bitch and I’m built like it
Feelin' on your man because I feel like it
Go berserk when I twerk in my skirt
Not a damn thing shake, but he still like it (Ayy)
You a piece of work, I’ma work it out
I’m on cloud nine, you a clown, chasing clout
You a hype man, all you ever do is shout
You all hype and I’m what the hype is all about
Hype, hype, hype
Shake that ass to the left, pop that pussy to the right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Sippin' on that Patrón, so I won’t be polite (Hell nah)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Going crazy with my ladies, looking good and feeling right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
We be dripping wet with shots like a water gun fight (Ahh)
Bitch, I’m hype
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Woo, gimme that Patrón
Hey, let the beat rock, let the beat rock, let the beat
Bitch, I’m hype
Oh, I’m getting kicked the fuck out tonight
Lets, go, what-what, let’s go
It’s Miss Vanjie on the beat, beat, beat
I’m about to shake this ass 'til your man skeet skeet
Drop down to my knees then I slide on the D
Bitch, I might get pregnant or I might Plan B
You already know that your girl is a pro
Hype as fuck in this club, so go on, throw some more
Dirty hoes, big hoes, small hoes, gringos, clean hoes
It’s a celebration, everybody know, let’s go
Up, drop, pussy pop
Grab his cock, shake that shit nonstop
Up, drop, pussy pop
Yah, yah-yah, yah, yah, let’s rock
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Shake that ass to the left, pop that pussy to the right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Sippin' on that Patrón, so I won’t be polite (Hell nah)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
Going crazy with my ladies, looking good and feeling right (Ayy)
Bitch, I’m hype, hype, hype
We be dripping wet with shots like a water gun fight (Ahh)
Bitch, I’m hype