Текст песни
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 outta 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 (ah)
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
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