Lyrics:

[Ricken]
Harajuku monsta, automobile charger
Man I’m too sick for these bitches call a doctor
Me? I drive a lambo, bathing ape camo
Rocky told me to slay these bitches like Rambo
Ugh, keep that grip tight on the smith and wess
Hit the neck graze it then I wait for the hiss effect
Shit, paint the blood out like Picasso
Swear to God I carry all these bitches like cargo
Heavy like a tank I’m a killer in his own prime
They gon roll dimes for a bitch and let the hoe grind
Whore house killas think they tough with a half a piece
They just like a tiny little spark when I’m packing heat
They just wanna shine in the dark but I let ‘em know
They can try to light up the spark but the heavens show
Glory chasers, they never win in the long run
never slowed down they hit the right target with the wrong gun
Ikki Kurogane with the motherfucking blade skills
Now stay still, bitch, we getting paid bills
We make kills, never know how to take ill
Stella with the beretta and you know we gonna stay thrill
We like eagles we gon soar when we strike the witches
Suit and tie attire but we always gonna fight the business
Every deal, every desk every dollar bill
Comes free with a motherfucking collar still
You get sacked if you can’t destroy the locket steel

[orchxds]
Plenty vultures do it easy when they pop a pill
So stand your guard or you’ll end up like a runaway
Or slaughter everyone standing put your gun away

So put your head through the noose 
so put your head through the noose
and let the reaper take you home

Mixed and produced by orchxds
Lyrics as written and performed by Ricken and orchxds
Inspired by the creations of Sui Ishida on Tokyo Ghoul

Harajuku Monster [Ricken x orchxds]

Vocals were kinda soft in the last one lmao

Harajuku Monster (Mix edit)

Alfian and I were bored so we just decided to make a track while he was hoboing at my house overnight. I played him a couple beats and he chose Seven Million by Lil Uzi Vert so I guess that's how we ended up with this beat

Lyrics:
[Intro:]
Might just fuck it up
Yeah, I suggest you run before I run it up

[Verse 1: Alfian]
You fly in the sky think you're so high
Why don't you look down at the papers yeah you sohai
You play a good game but it's your last chance
I'm 'bout to turn this fucker to a past tense
I was there, I was watching
Lying on the ground, while you was bopping
I was looking up while you lived it up
Now I'm coming up to fuck you up
I'll burn down your stacks then I'll snort the ashes
I'd kick your doors down but you'd just call me facist
You was playing God but you showed your hand
I switched the game up, go fish, that was my plan
I got no papers, I got no saviours
but I got a gun and owe you no favours
you came down here looking all clean
but I'll send you back up with my guillitoine

[Verse 2: Ricken]
Yeah, run with guns and them guillotines
Yeah, all these arms you ain’t never seen
Yeah, it all falls down yeah
Yeah, it all falls down yeah 

[Hook] x2
Yeah, yeah, might just fuck it up
Yeah, yeah, might just fuck it up
Yeah, yeah, might just fuck it up
Yeah, I suggest you run before I run it up

[Verse 3: Ricken]
I might just run like usain bolt
Got like 10 dudes on my payroll
Why the fuck do you say that I don’t evade hoes
Plan on making more money like I play dough
Yo, I do not fuck with the way that you talking
to me in that tone so just stop it
Aye, you sounding just like a creep
and it’s weirding me out so I just switch the topic
aye, Now I can see why no bitches be fucking
with you man I just got the answers
aye, even your last girl was weird
man I think that she came out just looking short-handed
aye, oh my oh my
running this round for a second time
aye, you keep talking fly
but money shown just don’t lie
aye, just keep flexing
on them boys, yes we know reps
aye, you fake fucks
got a lot of nerve showing out your necks
aye, slit your fucking throat
turn you to a fucking ghost
you just messed with the wrong
boys as the fucking host
Me and Al got the chapo
Blowing up making potholes 
Making it rain on these
bitches grab a poncho, I’m gone 

[Hook] x2