instagram @1viizzi
(gofundme in my ig bio im currently homeless)

lyrics:

and it’s all up in my head 
and it’s all up in my head 
and it’s all up in my
and it’s all up in my

and it’s all up in my head (yeah)
bitch it’s all up in my head (yeah) x2

bitch it’s all up in my head
I got bullets and they gonna leave u dead 
I hit ur face and now u gon be tasting lead 
bitch I heard that u rat cos u been talking to the feds 
yeah my choppa like a bull cos all its seeing is bitch red 

when I walk in I got racks up on my counter 
and im swerving when I drive because I popped a downer ‘for I left
I get the jet and then I land within the hour
if u wanna talk ur shit u better fucking say it with ur chest 

With yo chest
bitch I am the best
I cannot rest
won’t settle for less
man this shit not a test
imma leave u in a mess 
i can finally confess
I played that bitch just like it’s chess

and I popped another bean 
she ask if it’s big and then she felt it in her spleen
and I’m getting all this cash, spend it, true religion fiend
put a hole inside ur neck if u talk down on the team
bitch I’m feeling so supreme 

bitch I blast off like a rocket 
cannot carry straps so there’s a switchblade in my pocket
and lil bitch I am the plug and all u fuckers be some sockets
I got voices and I fucking hear em talking

and it’s all up in my head (yeah)
bitch it’s all up in my head (yeah) x2

and it’s all up in my head

my head ( p. ferra )

thanks for 1600, heres an album throwaway.

instagram @1viizzi

lyrics:

when you get this good you start to gain some fucking confidence
tool right by my side i pull it out and leave u heaven sent
catch us swerving round the bend
we come locked and loaded
think its time for you to meet ur end
shotgun leave a hole inside ur head 

now u lookin like a donut
if u got the money then u better fucking own up
bitch my flow is sick u better watch out for corona
walk around in public with my choppa and a boner
we gon take ur kidneys you just ended up a doner


you know that i do not give a fuck about a bitch
if u come here with the talk you get put inside a ditch
im gon leave u with a scar im gon leave u with a stitch
im gon leave u in the dark when im pulling out my switch 

we the kids that made a difference 

they be fucking with the vision
mental health feel were locked up in a prison in our minds
could you check the time
wait a minute no its fine
is that him oh never mind
bullets spray he lost his mind 

now theres matter on the floor
bullets shatter up ur corpse
all these clothes u cant afford cos u broke
u a joke u a lame u a bum got a glock got a mag see ur face better run better go better go go go fast
bitch i want some mo cash
always keep a glock inside my motherfucking tote bag
leave him with a toe tag
leave him on a stretcher
shawty throwin mo ass
this shit is a pleasure

YEAH! ( p. wellfed x synthetic x aunix )

prod anor + aunix + synthetic

ft @1antibody

@chanelfather

very funny ft 1antibody (anor + aunix + synthetic)

instagram @izziiv 

shoutout to my brother edgar @midwxst

faker ft. midwxst ( p. caleb lodish x zeqish )

instagram @izziiv

shoutout @funeral 

@noahcoodin on ig for ur cover art ;)

murder for hire ft. funeral ( p. frostd x zeqish )

@reefuh

rhymes:

empty the clip on his ass I’m talking bout that whole mag
Dump whatever is up in that Prada I’m talking bout that whole bag
And I’m dissing an op and his momma I’m talking bout that old hag
And this choppa it spit like a llama this choppa don’t jam it don’t lag
That boy he broke as a (haha) joke
Spent $300 on a coat
She like the water  we fuck on a boat
She said I’m white as can be like some dope
They ask what I tote, it’s up in the tote
I’m hitting an op and then I emote 
Op he gone I’m stoked 
Wet up his block now he soaked
My Glock name is potter it’s under the cloak
No Eminem it never choked
Convenience I’m quick to the check
Convenience he quick to get scoped
Convenience how we never lack
Convenience I’m up with his hoe
Convenience I’m upping the pole
Right on my hip let it go
Right on my hip let it blow
His ship going under he holding his nose
That boy is scared he hugging his bros
My bro is fed over a hoe
It ain’t winter but her nose getting snowed 
Cut the grass man the snakes getting mowed

convenience ft. reef [+ 777goly, flexer, brandonnarvaza]

riker's island (prison in ny)

w/ @lo3rd
prod @netparasite + @kutlissjones

lyrics:

bloodshed, open wound

different colored blood match the color of my shoes

throwing up, throwing up, throwing up my guts

oxy in my hand, nah i ain't take enough

got my jacket what the price say?

hit him wit a beam, yeah watch the way he lighten

we gon take him Rikers Island

pussy i get violent

yeah my choppa it stay crying

-
@lo3rd
i shoot da op n i see him fallin

ye i empty up that clip n i see him crawling

oh, and now he dead, u cant recognize his face

oh, look wht ive made, now this rat will never play

now let em sing, ye, let em sing

cuz they fucking dead, .50 cal into them ribs

see em fallin on their knees

i got no mercy, for a cunt, body parts fall to the floor

why u runnin u were tough, ill hold that clic n let it go

-

why you talking when nobody called you in?

im the devils advocate im causing every fucking sin

i keep that xd

neck me

bitch im always checking

pain is never ending

there's no escape

caught in a maze, yeah im caught in your wraith

yeah im losing myself, and im lost in the trace

and i feel overwhelmed, and i guess that's okay

and im all alone, i start to rot in this place

-

all alone, and then the tune will play

yeah the tune will play

all alone, and then my bones decay

yeah my bones decay

-

bloodshed, open wound

different colored blood match the color of my shoes

throwing up, throwing up, throwing up my guts

oxy in my hand, nah i ain't take enough

got my jacket what the price say?

hit him wit a beam, yeah watch the way he lighten

we gon take him Rikers Island

pussy i get violent

yeah my choppa it stay crying

-

it's alright (x3)

devil's hymn, feat lo3rd - prod netparasite & kutliss

@6vz @kai555 @heroinediaries @sunrisess

https://open.spotify.com/album/54th7ebn6tzG6D0HtAS9Tr

Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Viizzi]
I ran out of drugs, so now I'm feeling kinda pissed off
We ain't on a pitch but you about to see it kick off
Diamonds dancing all over my presidential wrist watch
Choppa finna make him dance like he was doing TikTok's
Come in with the crew and we gon' air it out with big glocks
We ain't running out of ammo, Draco got a big stock
We ain't skimming pebbles in this bitch, go head and kick rocks
Pockets looking heavy kinda resembling Rick Ross
I take drugs to take the pain away, yeah
Feel it in my gut that all the better days are so far gone
Know I'm gonna blow up and it won't be long
Look into my eyes, can you tell me that I'm wrong?

[Verse 2: heroine diaries]
In the bathroom with your bitch, smoking Fentanyl
In the bathroom with your bitch, she finna risk it all
I don't even rock no Vans but girl I'm off the wall
I don't wanna talk about it, boy don't piss me off
I was right over your state, different time zone
All these boys they wanna copy, yeah, they my clone
In Atlanta so much, they think it's my home
How much did I fucking take? I think they minds blown
Kill me, slowly, Perkies wanna hold me
Relapse, might crash, I've been feeling lonely
Don't you ever say you knew me, bitch, you is a phoney
Pockets getting bigger like their name Fat Tony

[Verse 3: Kai555!]
Pockets fat on Peter Griffin
Focused on the bag, feel like I'm Kodak, tunnel vision 
All these bitches on my line steady tryna knock my pimpin'
Throw a couple shots at his feet, got him limpin'
I be on a mission, I smoke this gas and be the best
You said that you hate me girl I already know that I'm a mess
Run your hand around my spine and your blade across my chest
Heard these bitches talking shit, so we lay 'em down to rest now
Put them ARs to the test now, swear I can't get you out my life you ain't nothing but a pest, wow
Your bitch in my bed now 
Only think I give a fuck about is bad bitches and smokin' loud

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Viizzi, Kai555! & Heroine Diaries - Pockets Fat Peter Griffin (prod. Sunrisess)

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lyrics:


crashed the whip now I’m pissed off 
yeah I just crashed the whip now I’m pissed off

I been thinking for awhile should I do it ion know
keep a stainless on the inside of my motherfucking coat 
quit moving slow 
green dot up by on the glock 
we go aim it at ur dome 
we searching everything we coming in like Google chrome 

I don’t want ur heart unless it’s chrome too
bitches breaking me apart is something that I’m prone too
need leaving alone up in my home hung off my own roof
processing my thoughts and everything that I have gone through 

they all wish me well 
but I know behind my back most of em wish me hell
so I tell em suck my sack cos imma do it 
i really came from nothing on the one to fucking prove it 
I gain traction everyday and you the one who lose it


can’t find myself I’m lost up in my head I can’t go back
I can’t go back 
can’t turn round I must attack

I must prevail turn up this bitch
me and my team we getting rich 
came with the glock shit got a switch on it
came in with a blade ur face need more then a stitch on it 
 
what’s the coincidence 
u wanna hate on me but I just want my dividends
wish I was getting bands
but I been struggling to put food in my fucking hands 
like what’s the fucking plan lately

I can’t even tell if you hate me 
and I can’t even tell if I’m crazy
yeah I think I’m losing in
all the tension in the air bitch I’m diffusing it

CRASH! ( p. tenoji )

@prodelxnce @funeral @ieper7

rhymes:
bad bih wanna fuck
but i dont do no pity
cat it talk to me im over here like hello kitty
i just left my shot up on her back this not no ricky
inside of the whip is peanut butter not no jiffy
this not no skippy
rock balmain not dickies
i dont got a type but best believe it hoe im picky
all them hoes like pick me
start to feel like drake cause after one fuck they get sticky
picking up the mic in grade 11
they said i was goofy i was mickey
in the back seat of my whip im with yo bitch we hit a quickie
got the crowd jumping no hippy
big gun holding 50
we aint eating out 
but i got this bitch screaming tip me up
she like rip me up
my cup like sip me up
i dont got manners 
dont got manners
no insignia
met at the club and now im sinning out with cynthia
my bih bad they think she stream
we box em up supreme
with my whole regime
we take out your whole team
its not halloween
we bloody face not talking scream
i just bagged a baddie hoe it boost my self esteem
up this shit i cause a racket not the tennis team
im easily convinced, please dont pressure me
counting all these fucking racks im like the treasury
g lock in the tote i only tote deadly accessories
bad bitch wanna fuck i pick her up we get straight to it
this a big ass whip lil hoe
this a big ass unit
hundred dollar caviar bitch i dont even chew it
you aint met this glock before well let me introduce it
this a big clip, fiber we tote big shit
hit him in his chest hoe, promise we wont miss him
yea she let me fuck a couple times im getting distant
he think cause he got a couple ties he think he big shit
put his silhouette up on the ground, said im the best, pound for pound
she told me she wanna fuck, said turn around and gave her rounds
heard he talking shit my glock it rumble not the tummy sound
like the coconuts up on her chest i like her mounds
you better come correct, dick up in yo bih look how she cum collect
she know she cant fw me, she gave me that humble neck
my shooter a marksman he shoot that shit like boba fett
i brought the wock to Germany fuck an Oktoberfest
i feel like DJ Khaled hoe, yk we the best
bitch im riding in a ghost its like my whip possessed
every day my worth get bigger hoe its never less
nike sends me shoes themselves this shits youll never get
glocky on my side, thats my go to
now im up they want a piece like i dont know u

funeral:
boy you cannot hoe me, at yo block, they don't know you
see me wit this switch up on my glock, i'ma fold you, on god
they don't know you, they don't know dude
bitch i been a soja wit this rocket, it explode you
my choppa a fucking whore, i make this bih blow you
bitch i'm busting down yo door, my choppa explore you

say sum lil bitch, in the whip, got a ray gun lil bitch
say sum fa we play sum, get a case up in this bitch
say sum fa i make sum shit happen in this bitch
say sum pull a rack out pull a strap out and get hit

fuck yo reuputation, taylor swift, think i did something bad
why i smack the fuck out of his ass, he ain't do nothing back
tell him come and get it back in blood, he ain't een touching that
i'ma still do what the fuck i want, what yo bitch blushing at

fuck america lil bitch, i been a psycho
my life is so sick, but i'm so sick of all my side hoes
anywhere i'm at, these bitches go wherever i go
i'ma take a walk, yeenreally wit it, like i'm tycho

they think she stream ft. funeral [+ elxnce, vvspipes]

@keelankeelankeelan on ig

performing in Glasgow December 29th and LA January 7th peep my page for more info!


Lyrics:



lyrics:

imma come in with a choppa finna see jus what it do
walking in with dfn cos you know that’s the fucking crew
we gon turn u too a mystery the calling scooby do
556 ain’t nothing new 
we gon put an end to you 

Bitch I come in with a choppa finna bust it at ur face
we gon catch a fuckin body leave the scene without a trace
said I need a fire beat so u know that I hit up plxce
we gon pull up with the ks 
guarantee we leaving paid x2


aiming for ur noggin u get taken off the map
I fuck his bitch right from the back
and then I’m creeping out the back door 

I’m the best to ever do it why u tryna fight the facts for 
I got clothes  from saks that I ain’t even go to saks for 


saks fifth 
get it? 
I be turnt up as a bitch
akimbo the choppas called Lilo and stitch
you open ur mouth u get left in a ditch
the glock ain’t Nintendo but it got a switch 
glock got no safety
can’t do this safely 
you cannot save me
whipping it up in the kitchen like pastry

she want some viizzi she know I’m the gravy 
I got more guns then the whole fucking navy 
u wanna kill me for cappin then take me
u wanna stop me from rapping then make me bitch

you can’t be me so u hate me bitch
and I be doing fuck crazy as of lately bitch
i hop in AMG yeah hop in that Mercedes’ is bitch
u got it fucking twisted cos u be ur ladies bitch 
she call me maybe bitch

paid ( p. plxce )

flesh to skeleton. *destinedfornothing*


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YEAH! ( p. wellfed x synthetic x aunix )

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