RINSE

Hate soba


(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba)

(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba)

Poppa popping out baby
I been poppin out lately  
That shit have my body shakin 
Keepin me slim shadey

You know imma 205 baby
Wild life to crazy huh?
In the shadows my location Huh? (Soba)
C Poppa poppin out (Soba)

Catch a vibe baby… (Soba)
Wont let this pop make me (Soba)
Why would I do the day thing, huh? (Soba)
When I could do the late scene yuh

Catch a vibe roll it
I been out here poppin
Solo over flowing 
I can’t keep up

Ain’t nobody say shit
I just told him take it
That bitch gonna beatchu up
Up

I don’t like soba
Pour me up some liquor
Give me a pill something
Inside my system

I don’t soba
Pour me up some liquor
Give me a pill something
Inside my system

(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba)
(I don’t Like soba) (HeHeeeee)
(I don’t Llike soba)
(Soba)

Hate Soba (HIGH5R)

Slander (Go get it)

Succubus

I’m that guy
Check the price double it for me
Yes sir



Turn it up 
Yuh Feel the booms 
A low key nigga 
I I I play it cool

I’m 205 (yeaahhhh) 
I’m stepping bout it 
It’s going left you play meh right 

Betta keep nice 
I step with strife 


Im Alabama 
Like roll tide
I cope designer
Like fuck the price (like fuck the price ) 
Do what I wanna 
Cause I’m that guy

I burn my shit up in the party
I beat my bitch like she stole from me
Blacked out my lens I can’t see nothing
Tk do whatever tk wanna

Keep me rolling 
Keep me rolling
Was never Jordan
I’m more like Rodman 
This drip a problem 
I got rollercoaster buckles
Moncler in the summer
I do whatever I wanna 


I burn my shit up in the party
I beat my bitch like she stole from me
Blacked out my lens I can’t see nothing
Tk do whatever tk wanna

DEWEY (demo)

[1st verse]
“Imma lowkey kinda nigga obviously”
“Imma take that shit to a 8 at least”
“I could do that shit if it’s right for me”
“But imma blow a humid like it’s nun ta me”

[Chorus] 
I be stunnin 
Shinin 
Wildn
Viben

You can see The King if you look out your eyelid

8s
9s
10s
Diamonds

Tk only fuck’n on the finest of finest 

[2nd Verse]
Love for the smoke, I burn where I wanna
Rolled up a 8, We burn by the ounces
Sip got me faded, Ain talkin line’n
Sipped outta space with the planets and comets
How imma dark nigga but i shine in the lightnin?
This the type of money I can cop what I’m likin
Say it with your chest cause I hate when it’s quiet 
YO BITCH FUCK WITH POPPY
I GOT HER HEAD BOBBIN

[3rd verse] 
Montclair in the summer but it’s heat underneath 
It’s Fuck a convo nigga you can save it wit the speech 
It’s a 100 of them when it’s only 1 of me 
It’s zombie COD ITS SMOKE FOR DA FREE
You gotta up them dollas just to get hold of me
They fw big poppy cause the team gonna feast
And geeked up I’m viben don’t chu fw the peace
QUIT SNAPCHATTIN MEH
IM ON DND


[Chorus] 
I be stunnin 
Shinin 
Wildn
Viben

You can see The King if you look out your eyelid

8s
9s
10s
Diamonds

Tk only fuck’n on the finest of finest

LOWKEY (demo)

Lyrics ⤵️

Outta spite

5/8 a liter nigga, how you get to floin!
Niggas poppin shit, but they really seen in nun
I could shit up on um if I really want to
Nigga youz a bitch, I can’t see yo pov
I can’t see your pov
lifestyle a movie nigga you can get the views
Nigga play if you do
You know you snooze if you loose

Geek up, Ill be fryin
Outta space kinda Timer
I just pop dat shit if I like it
And I just took his bitch outta spite

Geek up I be flyin
Popa 80 nigga get to flyin
You ridin rolls Royce truck
Yeen seen or rose us
Nigga lift the doe up
You can getcha shit stuck

I be flyin
I’m geeked up, Outta body
I be spinnin shit nigga whatchu meanin
Smokin on that shit get anemic
I be geeked up 
I be fried
I be posted up 
Lookin shiny
Imma 205 nigga that’s 4L
And pop that shit if it’s right
Get the bag nigga, You run it up
You get cash nigga, then double up!
I’m showin niggas how to get this shit right
Niggas hatin on me outta straight spite

Slow it up
I say slow it up….
In my double cup
In my double
Nigga get it right nigga why you holding?
Niggas spinnin that shit, like Ik it
I’m the coldest
I’m the coldest
I’m the coldest
Straight nosed um
Brick, Cheezy, Mike, Ian
Make it easier, For me
She suck this dick up so good I award her
I can’t love you baby girl, I’m so sorry

Outta Spite (bonus)

Rosa

I made this back when I started using producing a couple of months ago. 
A funky Weirdcore beat.

Hate Soba (HIGH5R)

CTk

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