HecKs Singles

Easy money. On to da next fr
Lyrics
(Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuckin' a bitch face
I'm makin' the money plays
Now they all wanna talk to me
Said they all wanna rock with me
 
Dumping clips, spillin' blood in them robbin jeans
That's the emo ho, she can get it on the team
Remember when I was 16 with a dream
Now I'm big 32 pourin' pints of lean
Remember when they didn't wanna see me fuckin' eat
Now I'm head of the table, I'm the fuckin' king

Remember choppin' trees with the fuckin' semi
Remember days when I want the 350
And I'm just havin' fun, hit him with a blicky
And he was talkin' shit, till he came up missin
Full court pass, hit him with the vision
Like Steve Nash, whippin' in the kitchen
Stopped cryin' cause I'm tired of the bitchin
New bitch said I'm flyer than a pigeon
Shit lookin' at my wrist, my watch be spinnin
They always hate on me because I think different
Now I be gettin' to the motherfuckin' spinach
Bust down, watch shit be glistenin
Yeah man, that shit be glistenin

But, listen to this
Ten nights, ten bitches, that's life
Fuckin' bad bitches out of spite
Fuckin' bitch, I just might
Think she wanted me to lay pipe all day
Pullin' up, I'm flexin' ice
On ya bitch, she see the demon in my fuckin' eyes
They was hatin', but they start to switch sides

I just fucked the bitch, she ain't even mine
7.62, hit him in the spine
That real life shit, this ain't online
Serving fiends, they start to make a line
Makin' plays, gettin' paid off crime
Shootin' J's, and I'll even drop a dime
Pump fakin', bitch, you ain't even tryin
Was tryna make it big, lookin' for a sign
Now she be on my dick, ride it like a bike
Pour a four in the motherfuckin' Sprite
Fourth quarter, I'm ballin like Mike
Like, Ye, bitch, its "On Sight"
The music shit is my motherfuckin' life)

That's Life

enjoy cuz it wasn't supposed to be out haha 

and the first take of this song was recorded in one take, freestyled. but I fw the layers on dis

FUH DAT HOE

Too fun shouts out smokkestaxkk

Lyrics:
Knew this shit was gon' be a classic, so I had to get at it
Had to get it like a addict, movin' pounds in and out the attic
He was talkin' shit, so I had to slap him

Bad bitch came over, she was dancin
I don't give a fuck, fuck her with my hands up
I don't give a shit, fuck her with the pants up
It's like I'm robbin' place, bitch, theres a stick up
Bet I call your bitch, phone she gone pick up
Bitch, I came to the house with the liquor
They got me on my dick when I'm bigger
Get my dick sucked, in a fucking Sprinter
Remember days when I wasn't a winner
I had cheese, but now I got dinner
She on her knees, she a motherfuckin' sinner
Ugly bitch, she a 5, she a center

Bitch, I have six eyes like a hexa
I be sippin' on pink, magenta
Bih my heart's so cold, it's the winter
Colder than snowy days in December

Call my phone, bitch, I ain't gon' pick up
Text me on Snap, bitch, you delivered
I be at the crib, motherfuckin' chillin
Want the pussy bald, just like Krillin
Tryna get higher than the fucking ceilin
Move it out the state, vacuum seal it

That shit beautiful

Run it up till you make a million
I don't give a fuck how you feelin

Matter of fact, fuck that million
I'ma run it up to a billion
Already makin' a killin
She sick of that shit, I be flexin
I'm tired of the motherfucka textin
Cause in real life, you be stressin

All I roll up is pressure
You can get hit with a weapon
.32 Smith and Wesson
Bitch, we shoot like the Westerns
Do it like me, you can't, sir
Do it like me but do it better

"Never outshine the master"
And that's rule number one, bastard
Play your part, you an actor
Talk that shit like you matter

Broke bitch drivin' a Saturn
Shit couldn't even get sadder
Good dick, give her those chatters
New bitch cuter, she badder

Climbin' up the fuckin' ladder
Hit you with the splash, nerd

Let this bitch ride out
Thank you for listenin
And, uh
If you a hater
Fuck you

CLASSIC

Roll up

shout out Keenoe. This is basically hit a lick 2

Keenoe - Old ways feat. HecKs

HecKs