PRODUCED BY Glarsis on Youtube

Released by Non3Sens3

Written and sung by Non3Sens3

LYRICS:

I was mindin my own business Sippin that tropicana 
Talkin shit about this bitch 
And she follow me on insta 
Got a feeling that she know about me talkin
Dming Instead of being mad she want somethin

----CHORUS----

I know know 
Bitches on my dick for the photos photos 
Put it on her fridge
Make a porno 
oh no 
She right up on my dick 
Watch it bounce in slow moI 
Cannot get enough that hoe 

I’m just talking to talk 
I’m just walking to walk 
I got a feelin that I should be cuttin this off
Don’t need my other hoe knocking on my door at 4 am 
They askin who I am
I tell’em that my name starts with H.I.M. 

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I got this thing called rizz 
I don’t know what it is 
She textin ask me questions all the time like, Kahoot quiz 
Askin, where the proof is 
And I’m pullin these bitches, don’t know why
Steve Harvey got me right? 

Himmy turner and Himmy neutron 
Who ever it is I’m him Cast spell alakazam 
I measure my bitches by the gram 
Still in college pass exams 
Message me it goes to spam 
Play those games better scram 
Cause I’m him

----REPEAT CHORUS----

She talkin all soft to me 
Whisper in my ear 
She wear a thong, pull it up, make it disappear 
Bra on the floor it’s a souvenir 
She gettin already this shit call it premier 

I need a bae not a hoe 
Realist shit that I can write 
Look me in the eyes lookin all polite 
Hands on me gettin so excited 
Cannot fight it
Feels delighted
Not one sided 
She feelin the same about me I’m so enlightened 

----REPEAT CHORUS----

H.I.M.

H.I.M. (prod. Glarsis)

PRODUCED by TyDavid 

Released by Non3Sens3

Written and sung by Non3Sens3

LYRICS:

Love
So sweet
However, I really shouldn’t stay

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Gotta feeling that you’re lying to your friends about me 
Kinda cringe if you think about it 
Called off date don’t worry bout it 
You were telling me you wanted commited relationship 
Took my water more than a sip
You were biting your lips 

And here you are playin games 
Left my heart in remains
Shattered pieces, wasted time, broken watch
Sky blue 
Still thinking of hoe like you 

Yeah love got me so fucked up I can’t be thinkin straight 
Got her on my mind I’m thinking about her day to day 
Don’t feel the fault or fade 
Wanna take her on a date 
All her friends watch and hate 
Got a feelin that this is fate 

Cupids bow takin aim and fire that shit 
I missed the 50/50
Not the cents
 Many men got my back 
Caught you lackin runnin your mouth
I’m askin what this about
Face pained like a clown I’m a fool 

“What’s love got to do with it” Fat joe
She played my heart so many times it’s a bad show 
Laughing in my face, that’s a low blow
Pulled a card called the fool
She think I’m dumb, so cruel

I don’t know if I can take this any longer 
Sir with all do respect I’m not tryin to bang your daughter 
Your honor my feelings start to ponder 
The thing I hate, is people start to squander 

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Love
So sweet
However, I really shouldn’t stay

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Golden retriever turned to fuck boy 
She like it rough with no toys 
I’m talkin bout a new hoe 
Set this shit afire like I’m zuko 
Leave her place, still single, uno 

Closed myself off 
Got Glock in my lap
People can’t tell my mood anymore 
Only bitches I fuck are whores now
Onlyfans, now I make only bans 
Play those games and you gonna catch my only hands 

Dullahan, fuck a bitch and her friends that’s a groupon 
Hit it from the back harder than the pentagon 
Let my feelings set at dawn
Renaissance man 
New place, get it on 

Now I hold a Glock closer to my heart than a bitch 
Real shit 
Now I hit it then I split 
And I really shouldn’t stay 
Getting feelings, text them K. 
Shut them out
Fuck 
Now I’m gettin doubt 
Maaaan
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Love
So sweet
However, I really shouldn’t stay

[Humming]
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FOOL

FOOL (prod. TyDavid)

BEAT: (prod. w4akk)
MIXING AND LYRICS: Non3Sens3

LYRICS:

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My love my love 
That’s what I call her 
She so fine, curves out of this world she’s like some fine ass wine 
She come up and say “your mine your mine”
Ass is fine by desgin
Sit on my lap I cannot decline 
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Alt baddie, long hair, with the pink highlights 
She layin in my bad, fuckin with her feel so right 
She got me cookin, Walter white, eat her out take another bite 
Cannot wait to hit it from the back another night 

No touchin 
No feelings or I’m cuffin 
Check my wallet, see that they call me mclovin 
Hold her by the waist, I’m cookin up somethin 
Knock, knock, who there, I’m comin into the room 
Make her ass clap and it go boom 
It ain’t nuttin, mf doom
Four shots, that’s all it takes 
She so fine, sit on my face
Bring her friends, call it an ace 
New bed, had to replace 
Had to finish last and make it a race 
Make a new porno, back drop is my place 

Well shit, check my watch, and I’m late 
Bottle of scotch, pour it out 
Hop in the whip and no cops, 
And I’m speedin down the high way check my left and I count two cars, stopped at a bar, opp smokin a cigar 

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My love my love 
That’s what I call her 
She so fine, curves out of this world she’s like some fine ass wine 
She come up and say “your mine your mine”
Ass is fine by desgin
Sit on my lap I cannot decline 
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Got a whip, windows tinted and it’s kinda nice 
Fresh Mercedes, leather seats that shit kinda ice 
No spice in my life 
I fuck around I got no right 
Despite this shit goin down at least I got some top 

True 

Pulled up to the crib this is my type of function 
Pour myself a drink, this is my type of place to get drunk in
See the alt baddie in the back, she know how to talk to me with words of seduction 

Hiiii

Yeah fuck I’m it up 
Put it up in her guts
She gettin on her knees and gettin ready to suck 
Knowin how this shit goes,  her friend is wantin to join in, with just my luck 
Two baddies in my bad without spendin a buck 

I see her fine Ash and I’m tryin to Ketchum
No Kash 
Curves showin in some denim 
She wanna test me, grind on me with momentum 
Got feelings I’m bout to bend them 
Can’t decline we got some Chem 
Write this shit down in pen 

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My love my love 
That’s what I call her 
She so fine, curves out of this world she’s like some fine ass wine 
She come up and say “your mine your mine”
Ass is fine by design
Sit on my lap I cannot decline 
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MCLOVIN (prod. w4akk)

BEAT: (prod. w4akk)
MIXING AND LYRICS: Non3Sens3

THIS SONG IS A JOKE DONT TAKE IT SERIOUS

LYRICS:

Got a clip in my back pocket, spinn it off my finger put in the Glock and cock it 
Dark Knight, born in the dark with a chain and sun glasses got me lookin like mr.world wide 
Dellé
Or was it kanye can’t remember maybe I’m bi-racial like logic
Oh wait he can say the n word 
Catch me in the street sayin racial slurs, like it’s the 1950s 
Cat call a girl lemme I can see some titties 

Twitter fingers, be canceling a mother fuckers over breathing 
Whining over shit like a baby teething 
Ah yes lemme insert my political opinion 
On microwaves
Proceed and talk shit another decade

Maybe I’ll act like a karen at Disneyland 
Da baby, talk about aids, do a little dancy dance 
Act sus with the homies, do a little prancey prance 
Caught me in the hall way with no pants
Like a tweaker, I be screeching
Harder than a car with no breaks 
Rip Steven hawing windows 96, hot wheel havin ass

TWEAKER (prod. w4akk)

PRODUCED : Rollie
LYRICS AND MIXING: Non3Sens3

LYRICS:

Woke up in the mornin and I’m feelin good 
Brush my teeth, look fresh, wear a T, no hood 
Gotta look nice, 3 chains no ice 
Fit so well, side eye, no blind mice 
Play no games, we roll dice 
We don’t fight, they be checkin me out like “Oh my” 
Find myself a girl, she so fine, curves out this world, she blow minds 
And I’m tryin to make her mine 

Gotta whip, swerve left no right 
Gotta hit it from the back and she like it don’t lie 
Gotta sip this lean, bullets in my magazine 
Spin the block with an uzi, spit facts, sound mean
 
Pull up to the crib, real shit 
Pour myself a cup, liquor hits 
Superbad, straight gas, stay lit 
Feelin myself, talkin game up, take another shot, double down, face up

Hold up 
Lay down pipe and it blow up 
Pool of liquor call Noah 
Better get the ark, ride it out don’t row it
Gotta sip sip sip this drink 
Got no bottom 
Check my watch tik tik tik 

Grab a bottle 
Step on gas, full throttle 
Got her in the bed, this shit gon rattle 
I’m feelin good 
Gettin top just like I should 
5 star on her ass like eughh 
Play no game, she understood 

She wanna get drunk n nasty 
Hit it from the back not fastly 
Feelin my head, don’t wrap me
Too drunk not enough nasty

DRUNK

@vintagemodel

BEAT PRODUCED BY OhMyGon!

MIXED AND MASTERED BY NON3SENS3

LYRICS BY NON3SENS3 AND VINTAGE

LYRICS:

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(NON3SENS3)

Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Can’t take this much longer 
Yeah Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Yeah I’m provin it

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 It’s not fair
 Got these feelings buildin up and you wastin my time 
You don’t care
(Don’t care)
Puttin my feelings aside for some other fuckin guy
Yeah 

You lied 
Straight to my fuckin face
Playing fucking games 
And
Thinkin that I’m dumb 

I fuckin hate that I’m still likin you
Pullin my strings I’m a fuckin tool
I’m

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Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Can’t take this much longer 
Yeah Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Yeah I’m provin it
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(VINTAGE)

I think I'm losing 
What I thought that I wanted, but its okay

Every time you leave my sight I'm in trouble
I need your face 
On my face
Wait

I just gotta say that 
I been chasing for the day that 
I forget that I'm insane
I know that true intent
Feel it in the air
Fuck a grapevine
I told you once that I needed some space,
But you just take mine

Please 
I wont turn my back
I know that I am  bad at talking
But I can just rap
All the things that I wouldn't say
And I want to be with you like every day 

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(NON3SENS3)

Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Can’t take this much longer 
Yeah Losin it 
Got these feelin buildin up 
And I’m provin it 
Yeah I’m provin it
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 It’s not fair
 Got these feelings buildin up and you wastin my time 
You don’t care
(Don’t care)
Puttin my feelings aside for some other fuckin guy
Yeah

LOSIN' IT

My girl

LOSIN' IT (feat. Vintage)

LYRICS AND MIXING : Non3Sens3

BEAT: FIdget$pinny

LYRICS: 

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(Non3sens3)
Oh god what the fuck

(N0)
Stop fucking screwing around. Just fucking do it!

(S3)
You don’t need to! You don’t need to it’s fine!

(Non3sens3)
Fuck dude

(N0)
 FUCK YOU 

(S3)
FUCK YOU 

(Non3sens3)
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

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(N0)
Yeah I gave you chance 
And you really fucked it up 
Playin games in advance 
You the devil 
And I 
Got this feelin that this fight even ain’t over 
Got a Glock in my pants 
Loaded gun
Run it down 

(S3)
Like, Why would you even you compare me to the fuckin devil? 
Tryin to run my pockets, I’m a fuckin rental
Two shots, two sides, you can’t do this shit right
You wanna walk at night, talk shit you not even bonafide

(Non3sens3)
I’m hearin two sides to my story 
Fists covered gettin gory 
And I wanna slam my head against the wall 
Voice in my head they gettin louder and louder 
I just want my moment of peace please 

How much longer are you gonna fight up there? 
I can’t even make a fuckin decision with all that yellin 
And I 
Made a bet 
That could do this without my gun fat 
No don’t do that 
Play it safe, but I knew that 

(N0)
Shut the fuck up 
I’ve just heard bout enough of this 
You want us to be quiet 
But you can’t find the wit 

(S3)
Come on bro 
Don’t you want him to be done quick?
He can’t keep us silent 
And You’re the one that makes him violent 

(N0)
I know 
And you’re the one who makes him panic
If I could shot you I would 
Got no feelins 
Aint that good? 

Why don’t you pistol whip their asses
Spread a rumor to the masses 
Watch them panic then just 

(S3) 
Live, laugh

(N0) 
No love 
Man I been actin up 
No calls, no texts on that Motorola
She got that one fat friend, that barks and cockblocks 
Watch me pull a Glock, 
Load a clip and point it at her 

(S3)
Knock, knock, who’s there 

(N0)
It’s the gun that goes pop pop
Now I drop off 
The face of the earth 
I’m in the back of your mind, watch me lurk 
Tell you what you could do, it won’t hurt 

(S3)
You don’t have to listen to him, non3sens3
I got this feeling that this fight won’t end
We’ll probably never be friends
 
(Non3sens3)
It’s gettin darker and darker 
Losin balance on my sides 
Watch me waddle through this shit until my mind dies 
No third eye, got six eyes, I’m not high 
Been slidin down this hill and I can’t help but think that I’m alright 

Two sides of my mind that wanna split 
If they go, what makes me wont be legit
Bits of my mind won’t fit 

(N0)
No shit 

(Non3sens3)
This fight might be the end of me 
Helping hand reach out and gonna help me break free from my mental right? 

____________________________________

(???)
This fight might be mental 
Mental 
Mental 


…Right?


(S3) 
I don’t think anyone is gonna come to help us non3sens3


(N0) 
Hahahahaha 
You really think you can just fucking leave? 
You’re stuck with me
Forever....

(???)
This fight might be mental 
Mental 
Mental 

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CHANCE

CHANCE (Prod. Fidget$pinny)

BEAT MADE BY: WHITE (on youtube)

LYRICS:

(N0)
I’m fuckin starving 
I don’t eat anymore 
Popped 20 milligrams, feel my face melting 
I Drive a stake through your heart 
YOU BITCH
Can’t take it anymore 
Got a feelin you’re a whore 

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(Non3sens3)
My walls are moving and I can hear these  whispers of your name 
Make my brain rot, I’m not seeing you the same 
I know that 
You know that 
I’m losing my mind but that won’t stop you from playing all these games 

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(N0)
I’m seeing colors but this gun is looking nice 
I’m packing heat, drip myself out in some ice 
I got all the right to drop a clip on your ass 
Spin the block with an AR 
Be there in 15 
Oh I’m sorry did I sound mean? (laugh)


(S3)
God you really are mean 
You should really think about-


(N3) 
YEAHHH I DONT GIVE A FUCK 
You pussy bitch
I’m the one dealing with this shit 
All on my own
Yeah I got my finger on the trigger 
And I’m ready to squeeze 
Lets blow up a building and watch the debris
Fall harder than that fat bitch I put a hole in last week
Got her beggin on her knees, name got crossed off my all enemies

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(Non3sens3)
My walls are moving and I can hear these  whispers of your name 
Make my brain rot, I’m not seeing you the same 
I know that 
You know that 
I’m losing my mind but that won’t stop you from playing all these games

20MG

SONG WRITTEN BY: Non3Sens3
BEAT PRODUCED BY: jeiddn

LYRICS:


I’m the highest in the room 
Cannot hesitate 

Got a feelin in my heart, these bitches ain’t got no faith 
Pull the plug now
Feel it wrapped up
See my soul leave the ground
Got no back up 

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(Stuttered humming)

Seeing through this shit like I’m not even fadin 
Blue aura leakin out me and I’m grounded 
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Got the devils hands reachin out the floor 
Gonna snatch me up 
White sky, red ground 
Halo fallin down
People wanna doubt what I’m seein but I just saw god (iiii)->

Beat my soul just for fools gold 
Keys open doors, that’s what that bitch told

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(Stuttered humming) 

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Demon teeth bitin down on my ankle 
Stab my back, these bullets rang for all this shit 

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) 
Yeah(yeah) 
Got the 

Torn clothes with a chain wrapped around my neck
Ocean floor, dark waters, stabbed to death 
Red ink rising up, gotta think with a blank mind

Hand tied at the same time 
And I see all the light fade through my eyesI wish I slowed down time 

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(Stuttered humming)

Seeing through this shit like I’m not even fadin 
Blue aura leakin out me and I’m grounded 
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Non3Sens3

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