Lil Sha proves size and age don’t matter when the bars come heavy and the delivery cuts deep. Lil but Lethal is his debut EP a razor-sharp introduction to a new voice in hip-hop that blends youthful energy with grown man wordplay.

Playin Wit' Knives

No Stylus

Warning Shot

Lil Sha – “HUH?” (feat. Jay Bandz)
Written by Lil Sha & Jay Bandz

[Intro: Lil Sha]
HUH?! Who the fuck said y’all was up? (Who?)
HUH?! That weak-ass chain? That’s tucked (lame!)
HUH?! You a shooter? Man, shut the fuck up
I seen your lil’ block, that shit all luck (cap!)

HUH?! Bitch mad? Tell her suck my dick (woah)
HUH?! He pop? Must be off that sniff (junkie)
HUH?! New drip? Still rockin’ old fits
Me & Jay Bandz, we the ones, lil bitch! (gang!)

[Verse 1: Lil Sha]
I don’t fuck with no nerds, no rap clones
Talkin’ that “pressure” but duckin’ when straps shown
Y’all flex online, but in real life? Broke
Say she a ten, that bitch built like a joke

Poppin’ my shit like a Tic Tac toe (uh)
If I want that girl, I’ma get that, ho
I don’t beef, I cook turn a bitch to a roast
I ain’t got no opps, just a thread full of ghosts

Said he gon’ spin? Never came (nope)
Heard they throwin’ shots? Ain’t felt no pain
Heard they in the booth? Ain’t drop no flame
Talkin’ big shit for a bum with no name

[Hook: Lil Sha]
HUH?! Who the fuck said y’all was up? (Who?)
HUH?! That weak-ass chain? That’s tucked (lame!)
HUH?! You a shooter? Man, shut the fuck up
I seen your lil’ block, that shit all luck (cap!)

[Verse 2: Jay Bandz]
who df said yall was up
niggas pump fake and really actin fake tuff
im innat maybach sittin tall trust
i-im the goat these niggas no we ain’t the same trust
you tryna talk shit sdfu
i had you duckin its gon always be the same trust
im in that new shit come with that cool shit
you innat old shit a buncha mold shit.

write my own shit ian on gpt
niggas ain’t no ki
flights comin in like flees
ian got no keys
money maker you a dweeb
ain on shit niggas really coped a plead

this my shit an im here now
it’s jay and sha onna track whack niggas disappear now.
ima stunt on em pair town
money flowin keep it goin
im the goat yo bitch ass knowin.

[Outro Hook: Lil Sha]
HUH?! Who really want it, we up
HUH?! Who you pressin’? Not us
HUH?! Why y’all broke and loud as fuck?
HUH?! That’s why your bitch wanna fuck!

HUH? (feat. Jay Bandz)

Jump Off Freestyle

My bitch look like MARCELINE

I’ma rock out all my shows (what, what?)
My bitch vamp, she rock with me
I let her hold my guitar, now she look like Marceline (what, what?)
She the Lilo to my Stitch, I’ma put her in Celine (what, what?)
When I looked her in the eyes, I fell in love instantly (blat, blat)

I’ma rock out all my shows
My bitch vamp, she rock with me
I let her hold my guitar, now she look like Marceline
She the Lilo to my Stitch, I’ma put her in Celine
When I looked her in the eyes, I fell in love instantly


Baby, I’ma vampire and your neck is callin’ me
Girl, I just want your love, I wanna give you all of me
Make the money stretch like Jake, can you be my Marceline?


Can you be my Marceline? (blat)
Can you be my Marceline? (blat)
Can you be my Marceline? (blat, blat, blat)
Can, can you be my Marceline?


I’ma rock out all my shows
My bitch vamp, she rock with me
I let her hold my guitar, now she look like Marceline
She the Lilo to my Stitch, I’ma put her in Celine
When I looked her in the eyes, I fell in love instantly

I’ma rock out all my shows
My bitch vamp, she rock with me
I let her hold my guitar, now she look like Marceline
She the Lilo to my Stitch, I’ma put her in Celine
When I looked her in the eyes, I fell in love instantly


Fangs out, Love bites
Chrome jeans, Dark knight
Shawty bad, moonlight 
Look her in the eyes, i cant loose sight


Can you be my Marceline? (what, what?)
Can you be my Marceline? (what, what?)
Can you be my Marceline? (what, what?)
Can, can you be my Marceline? (what, what?)


Blat.

MARCELINE

ActAFool #barbiemix

Choppas N diabetes - EL JEFE

GunzOut
DIE4DJ - [Single]
℗ 2025 “2 DIE 4 Records”

Countin’ all dis money, then I stash it in a paper bag.
He be throwing racks, and I be throwing it with no attach.
Told these bitches, when I get my lettuce, they know it’s a wrap.
Body bitches — by the end of it, my team be waving flags.

Gunz out,
Get da gunz out.
Make da block hot,
Bring da drums out.

Can’t get away from all my arrogance and pretty ways.
Pretty hair, pretty face, and a missing waist.
I did it all, even when they couldn’t feel me.
They took another L — me, I cop a LV.
I got ’em tight like a jar where them dills be.
I be in them rooms, they ain’t allowed where them deals be.
Got this ice round'
 my neck, guess that’s why I’m moving cold.
He ain’t a pizza man, but he coming with the dough.
All year round, no October — bitch, I’m in a ghost.
Yk I’m snapping when they chat like the little ghost.
It’s getting hotter than a sauna — bitch, I’m only getting finer.
Shooters on go when it’s timing, yk how it goes.

In the Maybach,
Roads the racetrack.
They gone send shots,
I don’t faze that.

Bitches still bump Die4DJ like they nose white.
Pretty every angle — I don’t gotta pose right.

GunzOut

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