I ain’t tryna listen to that boy, he run his mouth
He be talking on some bullshit, told that bitch to keep it down
Balenciaga body, too much cash in each account
I’m a bad ass bitch, eyes on me when I’m around

Off mdma, I feel like che
I got money coming in in so many different ways
You won’t get a taste, get out my face
I been grinding way too hard to waste my time on fucking lames

Count up, the tourbus just like morgana
No you can’t ride with us, I know you wanna
Boy quit making a fuss, you not my problem
Your clothes is torn up, I rock designer
Yea, I been on go
I just been rockin out every show
I got balenciaga on my soles and a whole lotta racks on the way to my door
Ridin around in a 4x4
Truck full of sluts, a bed full of hoes
He wanted beef so i started a war
He calling my phone, you getting ignored

My neck and wrist is froze, dropped money on my bros
The crowd they go insane when they see the eye roll
They all wearing rags but I’m chrome heart in this hoe

Real expensive taste, mix the caviar w rice
They say im going wild, but this is just my life
I do this all the time, you can’t handle me, I’m sorry

BALENCIAGA BODY

lyrics:

(hook)
You don’t want this shit as bad as us
You stealing flows you a lame yeah you clone af
I done gave you some advice but you just plugged your ears
You drop projects but my song gon have that shit get cleared
Unoriginal yeah you ain’t got no ideas
I’m gon leave yo ass behind yeah you just too damn weird
Yeah keep looking at my back cuz you is no where near
You got yes men in your crew no they won’t keep it real

(verse)
How tf you got the resources for this shit?
All I got is my phone and I could still make a hit
Yeah you riding hella hard yeah you is a bitch
Lock in lil bro yeah to me you cringe 
I’m on sum hater shit like I’m The Grinch
We gonna up that fye yeah you get singed
Or we got sum blades like we the brits
Can’t lie yo music suck that’s in the bin

(hook)
You don’t want this shit as bad as us
You stealing flows you a lame yeah you clone af
I done gave you some advice but you just plugged your ears
You drop projects but my song gon have that shit get cleared
Unoriginal yeah you ain’t got no ideas
I’m gon leave yo ass behind yeah you just too damn weird
Yeah keep looking at my back cuz you is no where near
You got yes men in your crew no they won’t keep it real

(verse)
I could see these ppl waiting for my drop
I could see these ppl telling me to stop
I know ppl acting fed like they some cops
Arrogant mfs I might go and cut
Yeah you could get cut up, cut up
Driving crazy yeah I cut up, cut up
Money spreading like some butter, butter
Not my twin you not my brother, brother
Huh I got 2 blunts but I want another
I could care less if you hittin back yeah cuz you fodder 
I’m puttin that belt to ass like if I was your father
It’s too many snakes up in this grass but I’m a cobra

(hook)
You don’t want this shit as bad as us
You stealing flows you a lame yeah you clone af
I done gave you some advice but you just plugged your ears
You drop projects but my song gon have that shit get cleared
Unoriginal yeah you ain’t got no ideas
I’m gon leave yo ass behind yeah you just too damn weird
Yeah keep looking at my back cuz you is no where near
You got yes men in your crew no they won’t keep it real

keep it real (prod. miloo)

lyrics: 

[jntro: Ka$h Kayoko]
Bitch 
you already know what the fuck we on
Yoppa on me can’t control the bitch (nope)
I get to scoring like djokovic (what?)
Fire on me yeah that potent shit (uh)
I’m like nard,
cause I already know he a bitch (pussy)
Check the stats
“Crashing out”? 
Bitch I’m known for that shit (yup)
Acting hard me and himi won’t go for that shit (facts!)

[hook: himi2blunts]
Got a glock x 2
Fuck 6 x 2
I know all your moves
Doot doola doot doo
You pussy yeah Min Su
I’m tipsy off some booze
Drum lookin like some boobs
You drop some shit they boo
Uh huh it’s time to run it up
Uh huh I got a hundred of
Uh huh these bullets face fuck em
Uh huh blow thru his head his muffin

[Verse: Ka$h Kayoko]
Dootdooladootdodo (uh)
I got a Glock times two (what?)
Hollow points Dont get ya ass split (bitch)
We clutch n squeeze like the last hit (yuh)
Rob that boy up in a flash quick (flash)
Money on me for the fashion (what?)
We know his moves like we hacking 

Oh yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yuh

If he talk that shit and it’s adding (huh?)
Then I got a Glock for subtraction (yup)
You lame as fuck get some more traction (bitch)
The srt it got some traction (skrrt)
I get to swerving i’m sliding all over the beat
Like them mustangs be crashing (ha)
Yoppa on me and it bark like a dog 
pussy boy dont you make the wrong action (facts!)

[hook: himi2blunts]
Got a glock x 2
Fuck 6 x 2
I know all your moves
Doot doola doot doo
You pussy yeah Min Su
I’m tipsy off some booze
Drum lookin like some boobs
You drop some shit they boo
Uh huh it’s time to run it up
Uh huh I got a hundred of
Uh huh these bullets face fuck em
Uh huh blow thru his head his muffin

[outro: Ka$h Kayoko]
Blow through his head muffin

We know his moves like nardwuar

That pussy boy is not hard

doot doola doot doo w/ Ka$h Kayoko (prod. fukk2beatz + youngmuffa)

lyrics: 

(hook)
I keep that narcan by my side cuz I might OD
I’m addicted to this shit no I’m into deep
Oh I’m proposing to the pills cuz these pills love me
Them pills gon tell me to go fast n crash the derby
Huh
What do I feel?
Damn is this for real?
Yeah I just can’t tell
Yeah I’m in a spell
Yeah ain’t wishin you well
Yeah we send you to hell
Yeah ain’t wishin you well
Yeah we send you to hell

(verse)
Gonna put em in a pack inside my lungs
Baby please leave me alone I’m having fun
Yeah I gotta go get up and run my funds
Know that if you step to me then you best duck
I’m tryna see how many sluts I could go fuck now
Yeah I’m seeing that gap close in so I’ll go ahead and jump now
Bitch I’m blowing like dynamite y’all duds yeah y’all just dumb clowns
Dick sucking ppl hating bro yeah just go bow down
I’m posted wit lil yoko yeah y’all gotta hold on
We run ts we really gotta go and show em
We got all different type of shots so choose the one you want
Can’t fuck with us you know my twins really all 1 of 1

(bridge)
I’m tryna see how many sluts I could go fuck now
Yeah I’m seeing that gap close in so I’ll go ahead and jump now
Bitch I’m blowing like dynamite y’all duds yeah y’all just dumb clowns
Dick sucking ppl hating bro yeah just go bow down

(hook)
I keep that narcan by my side cuz I might OD
I’m addicted to this shit no I’m into deep
Oh I’m proposing to the pills cuz these pills love me
Them pills gon tell me to go fast n crash the derby
Huh
What do I feel?
Damn is this for real?
Yeah I just can’t tell
Yeah I’m in a spell
Yeah ain’t wishin you well
Yeah we send you to hell
Yeah ain’t wishin you well
Yeah we send you to hell

derby 2 (prod. miloo + antt1)

im 1 of 1

used to be my fan
nigga used to be my fan yuh
taking dick on cam yuh
n dat nigga weird asf
finna hit my dance bitch
dickrode on 9eptunia
all black marilyn manson
u fuckin on kids lul bruh
im gon have to call chris hansen
i got 2 tone diamonds dancin
nigga get yo bands up now
dickrode on plutia, up the chop
dont give no fucks now
chop say nice to meet ya
geeked off pills and sum sativa
he take dick he such a diva
nigga big he such a eater
i used to think i wasnt gon make it
but dat nigga was a believer
how many times dat nigga gon take it
cus he built like queen latifah

marilyn manson (prod. yunoqq)

lyrics:

(hook)
Ay if you got some money throw it up
If you bout that life throw yo set up
Yeah that digital money you countin robux
You can’t fw lil Himi you’ll be the third blunt
Yeah you know that I’m with Mita in that cockpit
We pushin the dash over 200 ain’t no stoppin
All y’all get lapped 
Oh yeah we laugh at ya
I got yo lo
You ain’t know that did ya?

(verse)
Ay shoutout Jane yeah I’m countin dough countin dough
I get to that cash like Kayoko
No don’t let me catch ya pussy I be cuttin throats
I can’t fw pussy bitches get up off my phone
I been workin too damn hard yeah I just got my flow
Shut the fuck up I ain’t like you no I’m not a clone
Alexander Mcqueen my shoes got big ass soles
Kostadinov my jeans
like what you know bout those?

(hook)
Ay if you got some money throw it up
If you bout that life throw yo set up
Yeah that digital money you countin robux
You can’t fw lil Himi you’ll be the third blunt
Yeah you know that I’m with Mita in that cockpit
We pushin the dash over 200 ain’t no stoppin
All y’all get lapped 
Oh yeah we laugh at ya
I got yo lo
You ain’t know that did ya?

ain’t know dat? (prod. sheepy)

what's it gonna take (prod. polyrstar)

[Rappi]
rubber bands the only we make it count 
we suited up im tryna add up that amount 
you interfere goin lost and never found 
we cookin stoves always loud up in the house 
run yo team yuh 
tell you what that mean stuff my clothes 
run yo dough 
then i dash the scene when they fold 
women go then they all on me 
they wanna hate all on me 
im like vive la vie

[Gumi]
count my racks in the bag imma spend it all
im surrounded by hate they wanna watch me fall
i aint fuckin wit the lames, thats a waste of time
im just stayin in my lane while im on my grind
i used to let the negativity get to my mind
now i focus on my gang, they gonna see me shine

used to Pour up the pain now I’m feelin’ fine  
Put the past in the dirt, had to leave it behind  
Watch me run up the score, they can't block my climb  
Every L that I took turned to dollar signs  

Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, look like summertime  
Even when it get dark, I’ma let it all shine

Shine (ft. Rappi) [p. HeyyLotus]

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prod: @brakence

(lyrics:)
bitch u only made it off dick suckin u not tuff
rollout with a couple of dogs i feel like rockruff
toolie on me ready to go i really pop stuff
laughin in his face ain't no way that he can stop us
need to fix that auto fore u ever come back bitch
pull up on him doin him dirty pick up the flak bitch
rappers ask for handouts turn around and then they act rich
u was askin me for the free a couple months back bitch
u a fuckin disgrace
if u think u match this
better pick up the pace
i don't do that sneak dissin
say that shit to ur face
and then i pull up on ur mama
put my dick in her face
lil bitch better watch ur fuckin mouth if u talkin up on my crew
fuck wockson n that guy that be ballin up on dem dudes
fuck that lil shark boy that be hanging with nazis too
fuck that dumbass fuckin prod ain't nobody know what u do
cept bitch on the net
bout some credit u ain't get
u wear e bape bitch promise u is not a threat
all my shooters stay on deck
all ur shooters in that deck
pull ur card u get kirked that's a shot into ya neck
yea bitch boy wanted action so we gave it to him
white boy make him salty add some flavor to him
u a fuckboy u is not him had to break it to him
if he want that smoke same day we gon take it to him

brakence freestyle.

Call up my bro I’m like pass me that za 
I keep that stick on my hip like I’m ja 
Talking that shit better pray to your god
You niggas be acting a little too odd
These niggas be talking a little crazy 
I don’t fuck with 12
But shout out to Brady 
2012 this all black Mercedes 
I push it with shades like that nigga baby
Give me a beat miyabi go crazy 
Kinda like Jane it’s up on the daily 
Boy you a bitch you soft as a daisy 
These niggas labubu these niggas foogazy 
Choppa on me this shit talk to me crazy 
Real killer fox you would think I had rabies 

Hold up 
Yeah pass me that za 

I’m eating this bitch and nobody gon stop me
That’s one thing bout yabi I do what I want
Bitch..

I do what i please 
Killing this shit cause it run in my jeans
I’m smoking on flavors that’s very unique 
This Oreo mint got me high as can be
I heard that yo bitch want a thiren like me 
I’m up in her mouth like some damn Listerine
Brain was so good must’ve had a degree
I’m up in a rush like Carter and Lee 
Punchin this shit like my last name was creed

These niggas be tryna copy my swag 
like they yuta 
Boy you a bitch outside this computer 
Think you could beat me 
Boy get you a tutor 
You dumb ass a bitch 
And you don’t get no cooter 

Bitch pass me that fire 
Fucking with yabi be dumb if ya tired 
Speak on the E and i send you to god

go crazy (prod. Frapper smith)

[PART I: POSSESSED]

Caught her cheatin' on me, I think I'ma neck!
BA$$CRIME BABY! I'ma need some sex!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!

Caught my bitch cheatin' yeah my bitch oppressed!
My bitch know that I fuck good, yeah, I fuck bitch the best!
Keepin' my bitch up too late, yeah, she gon' need some rest!
Dressin' like a zombie Halloween gon' need some head!

BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!

Caught her cheatin' on me, I think I'ma neck!
BA$$CRIME BABY! I'ma need some sex!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!

Back of the function, I be mixin' fuckin' way back!
Someone took my pre-roll, fuck they bitch as fuckin' payback!
Look at him, on the floor, know he want his bitch back!
Fuck wit' my shawty, you gon' tell me where yo mama at!

BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!

[PART II: FLASH OUT]

Bitch I got that chrome on my body, I'ma uh!
Yeah flashed out bitch, I'm an iron man!
Spikes on my wrist, yeah you stuck when you take my hand!
Fake friends actin' too cool, you a fuckin' fan!

Flash out bitch! Yeah!
Flash out bitch!
Flash out bitch! Yeah!
Flash out bitch!

Finna talk to you when my blunt flash out! 
Saw me with another bitch, she gon' crash out!
Made that bitch cry, she gon' rip a lash out!
She a day drinker, yeah she gon' get gout!

Flash out bitch! Yeah!
Flash out bitch!
Flash out bitch! Yeah!
Flash out bitch!

Yeah shawty opposite of booshie bitch I thrifted her!
She the main one crashin' out, never pissed at her!
Every song I make is a mother fuckin' diss at her!
She gon' make me die young, I'm gon' need a fuckin' usurper!

Caught her cheatin' on me, I think I'ma neck!
BA$$CRIME BABY! I'ma need some sex!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!
3AM, fuckin' think my bitch possessed!

Caught my bitch cheatin' yeah my bitch oppressed!
My bitch know that I fuck good, yeah, I fuck bitch the best!
Keepin' my bitch up too late, yeah, she gon' need some rest!
Dressin' like a zombie Halloween gon' need some head!

BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!
BA$$CRIME BABY, FUCK YOUR EARS UP MAKE 'EM RED!

BA$$CRIME BABY

ig: himi2blunts
#VS
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