Ulithica - Hype Lyrics

I was like ayo
What the fuck is this shit
My nigga was playing
This shit in the studio
They was like
Ayo Ulithica
Come fuck this shit up
Bitch I'm hype
Bitch you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night
Because I'm hype bitch
I feel like I can fly now
Cus I'm really fly now
Don't ask me shit like
Oh you can fly how
Don't ask me shit yeah
Like that's your guy wow
Shorty I'm just balling
Everyone is always calling
And I'm stalling
I can't deal with they shit
Baby come over and suck on my dick
Baby bend over and fuck like this
So many hoes who am I gonna miss
Bitch I'm hype
No you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night for me
Cus I'm hype
Spiritually lyrically I feel inclined
To deliberately deliver some lines
To help people get through the times
But I'm too busy and I'm too lit
I don't give a shit about what you want me to be
I'm the greatest there'll ever be
I could dive off a stage
From a steel cage
And I'll feel it hardly
Word to Jeff Hardy
Shorty remind me
Why you with some bum
And not me
Cus I'm just trying
To start supplying what you need
He a joker
Two faced smoker
Choking on his own shit that he wrote
He can't even think that he's not dope
After she left he can't cope
Does anyone give a fuck
Nope
Bitch I'm hype
Bitch you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night
Because I'm hype bitch

I was like ayo
What the fuck is this shit
My nigga was playing
This shit in the studio
They was like
Ayo Ulithica
Come fuck this shit up
Bitch I'm hype
Bitch you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night
Because I'm hype bitch
I feel like I can fly now
Cus I'm really fly now
Don't ask me shit like
Oh you can fly how
Don't ask me shit yeah
Like that's your guy wow
Shorty I'm just balling
Everyone is always calling
And I'm stalling
I can't deal with they shit
Baby come over and suck on my dick
Baby bend over and fuck like this
So many hoes who am I gonna miss
Bitch I'm hype
No you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night for me
Cus I'm hype
Spiritually lyrically I feel inclined
To deliberately deliver some lines
To help people get through the times
But I'm too busy and I'm too lit
I don't give a shit about what you want me to be
I'm the greatest there'll ever be
I could dive off a stage
From a steel cage
And I'll feel it hardly
Word to Jeff Hardy
Shorty remind me
Why you with some bum
And not me
Cus I'm just trying
To start supplying what you need
He a joker
Two faced smoker
Choking on his own shit that he wrote
He can't even think that he's not dope
After she left he can't cope
Does anyone give a fuck
Nope
Bitch I'm hype
Bitch you not my type
10 hour flight
That was hella light
This shit is hella tight
I'll press your set on sight
All the stars come out at night
Because I'm hype bitch