lyrics 

lil henny in that cup 
bad bitch wit me trynna fuck 
ion sip syrup 
we ain’t trynna get stuck
mouth piece crazy 
make a bad bitch nut like 2x

first i do like this 
put a look on my face like i smelled some piss 
i’m too turnt, gassed up 
go ahead nd roll a splif
i need a dusse bottle 
ice cold lil bitch 

i got designer on my skin
this a lowkey fit 
all black like a villain 
wit a new sidekick 
aww shit god damn 
i really took that chick 
w rizz kno what i’m saying 
nd ion gotta spend chips 

we take hoes in brand new whips
bottle service on the daily 
we ain’t average 
i’m from the land of the Ps 
so i’m saucy wit it 
they trynna dip wit the sauce 
like if ramsy did it 

look  i’m really from the turf 
breakin punk rock beezys 
when i pop out i make this shit look easy 
i need coke whites, i don’t rock no yeezys 
when they try to stunt 
they make themselves look cheesy

LIL HENNY

Lyrics~

What is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout 
You talk out yo mouth mouth mouth mouth mouth
Im airing it out out out out out out out
Fuck is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout bout

Bam to the face you would never see the trace
Run em in a ratrace now then I hit em with a mace
Had to put em in their place
Now they suffer sad fate
Better run yo fucking fade
Now you end up deadweight uh huh

Okay lets play
I hit em with a kendo
あなたかかって
Upping the tempo
Leave you in shambles
Make an example
Cooking yo shit like Im chopping a sample

Smoke the one on one
You a fucking bum
You aint got a punch
Man you fucking suck
Line up all the talk
Nothings adding up
Guess you wasn’t tough
Man I heard enough

The demons will cry
Im making them die
One by one and they be dropping like flies
Number yo days Im counting your lies
The end of it you will suffer yo demise

Bitch when I started this shit I was born from the dirt
Been a couple of years and I put the work
Fuck is you talking bout seeing it work
Hate when I started I see how you lurk
Nah motherfucka better stay that way
Been a minute man aint no games to play
Uh I been on my own ever since the day
Talk about my enemies im finna decimate

What is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout 
Talk out yo mouth mouth mouth mouth mouth
Im airing it out out out out out out out
Fuck is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout bout

What is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout 
You talk out yo mouth mouth mouth mouth mouth
Im airing it out out out out out out out
Fuck is you bout bout bout bout bout bout

What is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout 
You talk out yo mouth mouth mouth mouth mouth
Im airing it out out out out out out out
Fuck is you bout bout bout bout bout bout bout bout

DEADWEIGHT

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lyrics 

yeah wassup hoe, u see the bankroll 
i got a group of bad bitchs and they all vogue 
baby got a new waist, heels on designer 
if u broke yeah i bet it’s hard to find her 
tell me where the drugs u know im trynna reup 
i got cash, money fat like a brinks truck 
they tryna copy
good luck trynna be us 
if she look guarantee she gone speed up 


i made her look twice when i rolled thru 
blacked out pradas off white lookin like ooo
watch yo step cause i move like a tycoon 
when i pop out all my bands colored light blue 

in the trap lookin like him wit this new chain 
she got a man tryna give a nigga new brain
suckulation what i get before i make a hoe pay 
ima pretty boy turnt up smokin on js

been got the sauce before this rap ever took off 
i could make a list of every boyfriend i’ve pissed off 
y would i settle down knowing yall got ripped off 
ill rather fuck hoes, stack bread and live like me 

inna v12 cause what’s sport without luxury?
ugly
and u would never catch me wit no junkie 
dummy 
so why would i stop knowin my fam hungry 
watch how i get this paper like a mummie

yeah wassup hoe, u see the bankroll 
i got a group of bad bitchs and they all vogue 
baby got a new waist, heels on designer 
if u broke yeah i bet it’s hard to find her 
tell me where the drugs u know im trynna reup 
i got cash, money fat like a brinks truck 
they tryna copy
good luck trynna be us 
if she look guarantee she gone speed up 

I’m in a push start, then I’m ridin on the low
Get my money fast and then you know we gotta go
Man I’m ice cold, got my pendant from the snow
Seein all the lights and all the cameras from the shows

I don’t do change, bitch I do it for the bands
Talkin at that noise you busy lookin from the stands
I don’t need fame, love my people and my fans
Get my money up and then I’m gonna hit my dance like

One time for the birthday bitch
Plant my money trees like it’s earth day quick
Cookin like I’m curry when I shoot I don’t miss
Stacks like Zirk man you know this shit is thick

Pull up full army, Seven Corps, no $NOT
Riding with the gang yellin out what’s good
Imma death grip til the green get got
You could never be us that’s forever understood

yeah wassup hoe, u see the bankroll 
i got a group of bad bitchs and they all vogue 
baby got a new waist, heels on designer 
if u broke yeah i bet it’s hard to find her 
tell me where the drugs u know im trynna reup 
i got cash, money fat like a brinks truck 
they tryna copy
good luck trynna be us 
if she look guarantee she gone speed up

VOGUE

prod. @skotskr
Stream: vyd.co/amphetamine

Lyrics:
Let’s jump right into it 
First off I’ve been a suicidal monster since I was 17 
Fact check it 
I’m supposed to be dead but yall still listening 
Why’s that? 
Got amphetamines in my raps 
Ion need no battery in my back 
From these cappers yall love to gas 

Boy I been alone 
Real shit 
That scalp you got on you im boutta peele it off
Real quick 
Fuck with me baby I’m boutta pop off, kill shit 
Your ass fat on my dick 
I hang my gat outta the whip like wassup you pussy bitch 
Already told you
Marching out like a soldier 
There but can’t see me like a ghost 
Ten down are all of my toes 
Saying they hit me, wasn’t close 
Head tapped and all in my scope 
Blood spilled I make a toast
Yall moving weight 
We moving bodies not no dope 
Yall got us mistaken 
On my block we pushing skulls back giving heart attacks 
In the fields where all the crows at 
Scared em cardiac 
Y’all watch how we move but can’t do what we do nah 
How the fuck am I supposed to bloody up this room huh? 
Bitch don’t call me cuddy call me cousin if it’s true yuh 
Keep it in the family, call my dagos 
What’s the move ? 
Make a puddle in your shoes 
Disrespect gon get you lessons that you wouldn’t get in school 
Listen up, game on my back I pick it up 
Wrist like my dick I get it up 
For any bitch with lips that’s big enough 
Talk that shit I’ve had enough 
Not baking cakes I batter em 
Ill rip your face ademantium claws
Fellatiate all the meat on my balls bitch 
 

Let’s jump right into it 
First off I’ve been a suicidal monster since I was 17 
Fact check it 
I’m supposed to be dead but yall still listening 
Why’s that? 
Got amphetamines in my raps 
Ion need no battery in my back 
From these cappers yall love to gas 

Yuh like wassup 
Bitch I’m a 1 of 1 
Want a 1 on 1 
I’ll fuck you up 
Purposefully spilling blood 
And I should’ve known that it was all cap 
Standard fronting 
Living no raps that you bounce wavs on muhfucker 
You just talking shit, let your fans know it before you fuck em over 
Tuck and roll 
I slap on a bow, to your coffin get you dead and gone
Put you on a poster I’m -pposed to 
I’m on a roll 
And I’m wanting head from your bitch 
Heard it’s honor roll 
An honorable mention yuh 
I’ve been going up like I’m in air suspended 
Is you down to buck? Or you buster? 
I bust up imposters 
Stuart, if you talk or you rat
You get fucked up (yuh)

AMPHETAMINE - NIKKO

AMPHETAMINE (Prod. SKOTSKR)

Lyrics~
I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

Thats just my life
I roll the dice
And try to be alive by night
I cant decide
Whats wrong, whats right
So I keep my blick to pick one side

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

I jump up in this new whip, my brutha hit a new lick
Stop with these threats, you do not rep
that fuck boy aint gon' do shit

Hide through facades
You fake and you covered in lies
You bitch made all in yo eyes
Like Makaveli bitches come with me
She fucking with us she for the whole damn team
Like me and J don't ever keep shit sweet
So open the doors finna bring the heat
And we upping the game finna keep it P
She saying my name and I like this C

L X to the U D A
And I ride around town with a brand new bae
She like my sound she sweet like Crème brûlée
Keep my checks in line, keep it straight uh huh
Down in japan we doing it right
くそたれ motherfuckas can die
Yo numbers Im finna fucking minimize
And tally the deficit cuz I want my

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

Thats just my life
I roll the dice
And try to be alive by night
I cant decide
Whats wrong, whats right
So I keep my blick to pick one side

I want my checks
I want my bills
I love my stick
She keep it real
I need a bitch
To get me healed
I lost my feels
Bruh whats the deal?

I jump up in this new whip, my brutha hit a new lick
Stop with these threats, you do not rep
that fuck boy aint gon' do shit

CLXUDA X JASWED - Whats the deal (prod.Cyfal & prod.imtoofuego)

DOSE OF PARANOIA - bumboi (prod. bumboi)

CAR MEET feat. axaero and Grioten (prod. User x axaero)

Soundcloud Exclusive

Original verse I did for OPPONENT By BCE, later getting scrapped

LYRICS:
You already know what it is
DJ Eryxse on this bitch with BCE motha fucka
They finna turn this shit up and give yall a good time
If you ain rocking with it, don't give em yo time

Bullets miss, fix yo aim
My favorite person Mary Jane
Independent with a bag, I prayed for this shit everyday
I think my gun a slut, I see a opp and that bitch try to bang
M&M's that candy paint, we slide in style applying pain
Pockets fat in every way, I chase police they run away
My shooters do they job, all they need is a time, and a place
You chase a bitch, i chase the jewels
I know some bum's who toting tools
You duck and dodge me like a fool
We turn a playa to a ghoul

Fuck a broke hater, spin again player
You ain't bout it, you just always been a commentator 
On the side lines, acting like a benefactor
Always boy I've been a factor
Write him off, and end his chapter, got me screaming
DAMN PLAYA, YEAH PLAYA, YOU IN THE GRAVE NOW
EXCAVATOR, EXCAVATOR, IS HOW YOU GET OUT
DAMN PLAYA, YEAH PLAYA, YOU IN THE GRAVE NOW
EXCAVATOR, EXCAVATOR, IS HOW YOU GET OUT

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CLXUDA X JASWED - Whats the deal (prod.Cyfal & prod.imtoofuego)

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