NERVES

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

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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

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LYK PT. 2  w/ $UHKIMA

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

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$HINJI (@shinjispalace)