[Lyric] Hype (Lebra Jolie)

[Intro]
Ooh
Ooh
(I love you, Vega)

[Chorus]
Ooh, hype, hype, hype, hype
Hype, hype, ooh, hype (Ooh)
Hype, hype, hype, hype
And if you ain't spending money, nigga, I ain't your type, 'cause I be (Spend that shit, nigga)
Ooh, hype, hype (Yeah), hype, hype (Yeah)
Hype, hype (Yeah), ooh, hype (Ooh)
Hype, hype, hype, hype
Yeah, make that ass move left, right, ayy

[Verse 1]
Hype me, type me (Ooh), looking like wifеy (Yeah)
The way I move my hips, I shakе it like I'm from Hawaii
Girl, you better hype me, record it on the IG (Ooh)
Post it, make my ex-nigga write me like a diary (Ayy)
I know that he wishing he was still up inside me (Ooh)
I'm a bad bitch, a nigga cannot deny me (Never)
Rich-ass bitch, don't need a man to provide me (I'm a rich bitch)
If he ain't hold it down, that shit really don't surprise me (Ayy)
Off-White (Yeah)
Got them titties, them tig ol' bittes sitting up right (Big titties)
Booty jiggle, it's just like Jell-O, hoes so tight (Ayy)
I'm a baddie, I need a timeout (I need a timeout)
Yeah, your was bitches bad until I brought mine out
[Chorus]
Ooh, hype, hype, hype, hype (Yeah)
Hype, hype, ooh, hype
Hype, hype, hype, hype
And if you ain't spending money, nigga, I ain't your type, 'cause I be (Spend that shit, nigga)
Ooh, hype, hype (Yeah), hype, hype (Yeah)
Hype, hype (Yeah), ooh, hype (Ooh)
Hype, hype, hype, hype
Yeah, make that ass move left, right, ayy

[Verse 2]
Hands on your knees, arch that back (Get low)
Get low, look sexy, roll that cat (Look sexy)
Make him text your phone askin' where you at (He gon' text your)
Baby, I'm right here where the rich niggas at (Ayy, ayy)
Hype, hype (Yeah), hype, hype (Yeah)
Alexander my feet, Balenciaga my bag (Drippy)
Drippy lil' bitch, keep a bum bitch mad (Mad)
Cartier wrist, don't touch, don't grab (Oh Lord)
My bitches pretty like Saweetie (Ooh)
My bitches look like JT and RiRi (Yeah)
Body on point, booty big and it's cheeky (Cheeky)
Get a lil' liquor, they get nasty and freaky (They get freaky)
"Lebra, how you make that ass shake?" They like, "Teach me" (Ooh, ooh)
Keep six feet, quarantine, can't reach me (Can't reach me)
I can't find a nigga who would ever leave me (Why?)
'Cause if he ain't stupid, he gon' keep me (He gon' keep me), yeah
[Chorus]
Ooh, hype, hype, hype, hype
Hype, hype, ooh, hype
Hype, hype, hype, hype
And if you ain't spending money, nigga, I ain't your type, 'cause I be (Spend that shit, nigga)
Ooh, hype, hype (Yeah), hype, hype (Yeah)
Hype, hype (Yeah, blow that shit, nigga), ooh, hype (Ooh)
Hype, hype, hype, hype
Yeah, make that ass move left, right, ayy

[Outro]
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh