(prod. Saint Urya)



Lyrics: 

Bitch you wanna talk
Why you asking if I’m ready

Working off a pack
And I be counting up my fetti 

I don’t wanna cruise around
In a dirty ass Chevy 

But I do it anyway
Just to tote around a remy 



Roll the window down
Just to kick my fucking feet up

Rolling up the loud
It kinda smell like diarrhea 

Ask if I’m lil shook
I said its kinda nice to meet ya

Talking on my squad
Then you gon have to greet the heater 



Buying all this weed
But I still care about my paper

I don’t give a fuck about
A single fucking hater

Making all this music
Probably waking up my neighbors 

Knocking on my door
But I’m not coming out till later



Phone on DND
No I’m not dealing with the drama

Beat yo fucking ass
And now your running to your mama

Chilling on my block
I feel like Sosa with the llama

Worried bout my life
But I’m just worried bout my commas



Hit a fucking lick 
And now it’s getting fucking messy

Had to take a break
Because my chest is feeling heavy 

Had to pick it because
A pussy wanna test me

Anything just to get
My fucking pockets heavy



Bitch you wanna talk
Why you asking if I’m ready

Working off a pack
And I be counting up my fetti 

I don’t wanna cruise around
In a dirty ass Chevy 

But I do it anyway
Just to tote around a remy 



Roll the window down
Just to kick my fucking feet up

Rolling up the loud
It kinda smell like diarrhea 

Ask if I’m lil shook
I said its kinda nice to meet ya

Talking on my squad
Then you gon have to greet the heater 



Buying all this weed
But I still care about my paper

I don’t give a fuck about
A single fucking hater

Making all this music
Probably waking up my neighbors 

Knocking on my door
But I’m not coming out till later



Phone on DND
No I’m not dealing with the drama

Beat yo fucking ass
And now your running to your mama

Chilling on my block
I feel like Sosa with the llama

Worried bout my life
But I’m just worried bout my commas



Hit a fucking lick 
And now it’s getting fucking messy

Had to take a break
Because my chest is feeling heavy 

Had to pick it because
A pussy wanna test me

Anything just to get
My fucking pockets heavy



Bitch you wanna talk
Why you asking if I’m ready

Working off a pack
And I be counting up my fetti 

I don’t wanna cruise around
In a dirty ass Chevy 

But I do it anyway
Just to tote around a remy

READY (prod. Saint Urya)

They just wanna see me suffer
That's why I put it undercover
I ain't countin' on no numbers
But that'll put 'em in they slumber

You a fake fuck
But bitch I feel the shakin' when they say some'
You thought I'd waste up
But 'ima keep it steady movin, stay run

I ain't quittin' for no motherfuckin' bitches
I ain't makin' hits but fucka' I'm still winnin'
Talkin' down like you some pretty fuckin' visage
Almost put this shit to dirt but I ain't finished

Yeah I keep it humble
But push me shit get muddled
I ain't one for trouble
But I can make it double

They just wanna see me suffer
That's why I put it undercover
I ain't countin' on no numbers
But that'll put 'em in they slumber

They just wanna see me suffer
That's why I put it undercover
I ain't countin' on no numbers
But that'll put 'em in they slumber

Like Forever

I Won't

ALTER EGO

CHEAP

ICAMEBACKTOLETYOUKNOW...

ARTISTS: ZILLVH & HACHI
PRODUCER: HACHI
MIXED: ZILLVH & HACHI
ARTWORK: Karnation Karnage

*GODZILLA x BLAKK SHEEP*

THE HIERARCHY! (W/ HACHI) (Prod. HACHI)

NEW COLLAB 😈🏴‍☠️

PROD. BY Requiem Cult

ART BY @kalebcorbinart ON IG

RUN IT UP!!

Death Is a Destination (feat. TERRIBLECREATION)

VOICELESS

EMOTIONS THE ROLLER COASTER

feeling like a cobra 
nobody know us 
drop a pill in soda 
when I stay fucked up 
fly around mew 2 
shoot a vid on youtube 
bless me nah bless you too
bitch
walking down the creek
running rounds with me 
round and round a dream 
snowfall memories 
could be a lot worse 
riding round black hearse
feel my chest burn pain in my head can’t work
don’t trust god don’t trust any religion 
pull up with the squad 45 and we pillaging 
mask on my face that’s my true condition
talk to the snakes that’s new my tradition 
feeling like a cobra 
nobody know us 
drop a pill in soda 
when I stay fucked up 
fly around mew 2 
shoot a vid on youtube 
bless me nah bless you too
bitch
walking down the creek
running rounds with me 
round and round a dream 
snowfall memories 
could be a lot worse 
riding round black hearse
feel my chest burn pain in my head can’t work
don’t trust god don’t trust any religion 
pull up with the squad 45 and we pillaging

I Won't

COMA6