❄️😭🔥🔥 damn bro this is insane

GARDEN (GLOCKY ON MY POCKYS) * FT. RELIEVES ** (on Spotify and Apple Music)

Prophet⁸⁸⁸

Prophet⁸⁸⁸(Prod. Orka Beats)[samoliveson]

$HINJI X LUST X REAP - BLOOD ON THA SNOW

PRINCESS MONONOKE (Music Video Out Now On Youtube!)

[prod. acid]

lyrics:
billy jean
diamonds clean
yea im chillin wit tha team
tuck the pole up in my jeans
i love it when she up on me
slide on me and pay the price 
sippin on sum lemon line
yeah I’m chillin in the shade
but like the sun I gotta shine

run it up w tracos
drugs and guns up on the table 
heard the PO at the door 
so ykno we had to bail
shordy say she miss me
hit the blunt and den it kissed me
doin donuts in the lot
all dis spinnin got me dizzy

*break*

prayin for my bruddas
triple 9 ain’t like no other
shawty beautiful as hell
yea I think that I love her 
oh well grip the choppa and I send that boy to hell
when I saw her think I fell
count my money paper trail
diamonds colorful like rainbow 
shawty look like jus an Angel
and I said fuck a deal
i ain’t fw no label
way she lookin at me 
got me stuck like Medusa 
golden state the 9s 
yea tha gang full of shooters

BEAUTIFUL II (Out Now On Spotify & Apple Music)

lyrics: 

extended my clip wit dem hollow tips
designer my bag put my glock on it
shawty look fine in a dress we leave u a mess
we lettin that choppa hit
she a lil baddie no cap
i cannot relax I’m gettin dis bag
money be long as hell 
its long as a bitch but aint long as my mag

i’m in my palace im smokin its smelly
it reek like a bitch we got straps in the telly
ridin around in that srt
got smoked in dis bitch yea we uppin the semi 
pop out the cut wit da ARP
hit em up that boa in his EYE
don’t fw dese niggas don’t fw dese bitches
i just count my money den I go to sleep
we got em drums
but dis ain’t no rock and roll 
smokin that nigga
so we sayin adios 
call up the cult we gon see what they on
get hit wit dese bullets the name of the song
light up the nights like the stars in the sky
smoke me a blunt now I’m so high 
fuckin around get put on a hoodie
and shawty so bad she be catchin my eye
catchin dese bullers we makin em fly
she like my queen she just by my side 
head to the store when we hop in the Porsche 
dressed in designer man she so divine
get it wit hit a switch I ain’t show no remorse
99 bullets get left in his corpse
my girl real pretty she just like a godess
we rockin dem linens that u can’t afford

HOLLOW TIPS (Out Now On Apple Music & Spotify)

prod. acid

lyrics:

told her hit my line 
yeah shawty you’ll be fine 
and u always on my mind 
cross my heart tha triple nine
lift his ass take him to the moon
and we gon spin right back
puffin gas take me to tha moon
and den it bring me back

richard milley 
like a chimney
bring the smoke
i keep it wit me
hunnid on tha dash
my ooda fast
yknow that boa he tricky 
spinnin around like tippy top
mobbin round tha city block 
niggas talk they always do
they say the widdit but they not
got my clique n sticks wit me
never have a bitch wit me
smoke n den go home
ima dawg ain’t no bitch in me
get da bag ain’t playin games
shoutout toski in LA
ride for me and I’ll die for you
i stand on that I love my gang 
born a g I’ll die a menace 
love my fam ion needa tell em
life’s a bitch go get sum lemons
smoke a blunt I ain’t even stressin
       - $HINJI

TAKE ME 2 THE MOON (Out Now On Spotify & Apple Music)

sometimes it be like dat 
love to the 9s

lyrics:
Feel like a hopeless romantic
She got my glock make them boys go panic
Make her my queen she up in my palace, uh i'm lovin' her fashion
One look at her and i'm up in a trance
Amiri my jeans got bands in my pants
Makin her pur when we hop in the jag
Know we gon' hustle and know we gon' stack
Keep it a buck no fifty
Up with the cult them goons is with me

Nines on top bitch we fly like a jet
Know I be with them we countin' up checks
Roll up that boy then asks who's next
Told her to hit me on text
I love my gang said fuck all the rest
Swipin' that boy bitch you get finessed
Countin' my paper i'm stackin' it
Wasting my time no bitch I ain't having it
Bitch I be sick as a patient, patiently waitin'
Until I blow up tell my mama I made it
Feel like I'm Zoro I'm countin this green
Lovin' the money ain't nothing between
Know i'm a fiend for the hustle, know we can tussle
Foam fill it up get that shit on the double
Look at my shawty don't know if I love her
Two women I love is my blick and my mother
Five percent tint like we under cover
We going raw when we under covers
Shoutout the nines my bruddas
Don't gotta tell em they know that I love them

Feel like a hopeless romantic
She got my glock make them boys go panic
Make her my queen she up in my palace, uh i'm lovin' her fashion
One look at her and i'm up in a trance
Amiri my jeans got bands in my pants
Makin her pur when we hop in the jag
Know we gon' hustle and know we gon' stack
Keep it a buck no fifty
Up with the cult them goons is with me

HOPELESS ROMANTIC (On Spotify + Apple Music)

max out that bitch im just tryna get rich boa
yea u tryna fight y u think i got a stick 4?
slide & we gon see ya lil bitch ion need her
when we see her got amnesia we gon swipe her like a visa

love chase it be hittin i feel cold i need a mitten 
yea the reason y u broke is cuz u don't pay attention
i got hella big mags ion even need a aim 
y u hatin on the playa should be hatin on the game
yea u kno i didn't make it i'm jus tryna get paid
yea dat bitch stank *sniff*
fish filet
fuck around and hitchu we gon put u on a picture 
money bands make it flip all i see is big figures
aye y u lyin on the gram? u a featherweight nigga ima heavyweight champ
bullets thru the glass almost got us fuckin lackin
but em niggas cant shoot yea i think they need glasses
uh flight to calabassas ass shakin on the mattress 
yea she love it when i grab it uh
triple nine taliban higher than a pelican
pop another seal like a nigga luv medicine
here i am again fuckin wit tha team
ima fuck her and her friend smoke a blunt and then i leave
ima just tryna get dis green down bad when she need me
told her call that other nigga used to never wanna see me
said we on the come up but they don't wanna believe me
ima fuck her ass to sleep pour a fo now i'm drinkin

STICK4 * [OUT NOW EVERYWHERE]

[prod. rolo]

lyrics:

smell like a skunk 
glock 21
big ass shells 
it weight like a ton
moncler coat gon fill it with huns 
bring out the brands gon hit up the plug
i’m plugged in like adaptors 
life is a book and I’m flippin the chapters
flippin dese bands yknow we stay active 
fuckin' that bitch right after 

money ideas 
feel like I’m Diaz
hop out the door 
wit da chop in a rear
no lil boa can’t come over here
sippin on wok lil bitch no beer
aye tummy ache like a bitch 
Glock wit a switch and it ate up the clip
life on the line better aim don’t miss
told dat boa don’t miss

i bring it back like it’s nothing
small ass drac yea I feel like uh

yea I feel like a Russian 
mans out the way he be countin dese hunnids
pop out the drac my homie he love it
we gon up it public

gotta stay on point
pop out the cut with a brand new toy
rollin up shi in all a black royce 
chasin the bag I don’t gotta choice 
u never listen u always avoid 
i get the money I feel like Floyd

BEAUTIFUL II (Out Now On Spotify & Apple Music)

$HINJI (@shinjispalace)

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