LYRICS: 

Gotta couple niggas inna mini van,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)
When I'm walking I be flexing with a hundred grand,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)
Gotta couple niggas inna mini van,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,
Yeah I'm bout to make it rain call me weather man,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)

Oo, when I'm going out I have to grab it,
Best believe when you see me its a semi-automatic, 
I ain’t kid laroi, but I left his whole family tragic, 
After this man you’ll need to find another way to stash it, 
(ayyyy)

Though its murder she wrote, 
I catch her talking out again then the glocks in her throat, 
Lightsaber bullets moving like a photon,
Nigga what are you on,
Speaking on my name, its a game, now I—

Gotta couple niggas inna mini van,
Shoot then ask questions later snitch I don't give a damn,
I'm the flyest ever nigga call me peter pan,
And I got your girl buying toys in cirillas man,
Oo, oo, now I'm heading out,
Cruising down the street with my piece doing round about, 
Why you asking question like did you got the right amount,
Going bankrupt, welp time to make a new account, 

I gotta lot of people hating on me,
Maybe cause im robbin all they og’s,
But when i see him do it imma flee the scene, 
You a gross mouth nigga time to buy some listerine, 

Cant believe you almost broke now oh my god thats tragic,
Still fuck that nigga bitch and disappear like it was magic,
sh-sh-sh, we cant speak on this one its a closed casket,
Cause I don’t really give a shit unless theres money in the basket, 

Oh boy yeah mickey in the house,
I'm going brazy in this bitch movie money in couch, 
I ruined star wars but I don’t give a fuck because I own it,
come to disneyland i’ll show you motherfuckers how to blow it,

I'm repping goofy street bitch & fuck the nigga mickey,
Always lying on my name & saying that I'm hitting mini,
Cause I'm really in the land where they dropping Disney coochie,
You can miss me with that tuff talk cause I'm the big goofy goddamn,

Gotta couple niggas inna mini van,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)
When I'm walking I be flexing with a hundred grand,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)
Gotta couple niggas inna mini van,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,
Yeah I'm bout to make it rain call me weather man,
(Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog,)

06/2/21

MiNi VaN (prod. @koshi)

Protect Thine Energy

New Phone

New Phone (feat. Kye Colors)

[BUMP] Pick Me Up

[The Jackie] (with J. Cole & Lil Tjay)

No Issue (Prod. King Richy)

music & lyrics by hicham benhallam
guitars, bass, synth, piano, drum programming and vocals by hicham benhallam
mixed and mastered by hicham benhallam
rainfall on 9/22 recorded on iphone at the intersection of stuart ave and strawberry st in richmond, va

changing symptoms, v : drive

Keep Up! (prod. JACK MARLOW)

[Guitar was performed by Josh Small]

Lyrics:

[Richy]
That night you went to get advice from your pastor
I said I could get it right 
Don't throw the baby out with the bad love
I wasn't too proud to break down
I just had no where else to go
But could it be a better time 
Now that I've had some chance to grow?

[Kayen Wilborn]
It was a Monday when I called you up
Just to say what's in my heart
Could that be the reason
That you never picked up cause you knew right from the start
Could it be could it be
My love tore us apart?
But just know this
My love ain't a la carte

[Jordan Mason]
I'm shaking down shaking down my resolve
You shoulda learned from the lessons that you cant recall
Could it be could it be
whoah no
Next time don't bother at all.

[Richy]
I write words at inappropriate times
I almost brought out my demise 
in a tunnel on its side
of light devoid 
no noise just silence
getting dressed is just a reminder
I'm still looking to find her
But running out of time
Only writing one-liners in loose pages of binders
That's when my boss told me give up on scheme
so I quit my day job and I kept my day dream
Fuck what you think cause it ain't what it seems
And if it is then it's none of your business anyway
That's how I feel
My only thought was ever being too real
you only think never say
That's why your situation never change
You stayed put I came back 
Cause I knew where to find you
after two winters and two summers
Grinding all day through the struggle
Even-number of flower petals
I love you, not
a dozen roses but thirty-two to remind you
of what it is what it could've been
now it's all dead
now my pen inks with vengeance for what they all said
What's the point of my predicament if I stay down?
Hey now, indicate you've got something to say now
OOO they finna learn here's the lesson plan
write a song a day in the rain as I wade in the water
It's cool in school
I'm with the sharks and the minnows
I'm swimming in a world where all my walls is windows
They like oh shit oh shit he throwing bricks
I ain't one to judge 
fuck it if the shoe fits
I heard the altar call but I don't fuck with pulpits
and I'm cool yeah I'm cool right now
Ice cube shit

Could it Be… (feat. Kayen Wilborn, Jordan Mason, Josh Small)

Based in Richmond, Virginia, Qing Richy is a hip hop artist and producer with a one of a kind sound, fashion sense, and gender expression. A master wordsmith, Richy often crafts narratives exploring the peculiar realities of being black and genderfluid in America, along with hot takes on love and religion. From crate digging to live instrument playing to programmed drums, their musical versatility is undeniably illustrated whether streaming or performing live.
Qing Richy self released their debut album Strange Land in 2021, featuring eleven tracks of hip hop instrumentals with a couple of featured verses from the maestro. In 2022, they released River City, thirteen instrumentals paying homage to RVA. Since then Qing Richy has released a string of singles showing off their lyrical skills including Coronation Day, Rebel, and Internet Money ahead of their upcoming 2023 album Blue Chrysalis which is now streaming everywhere.

Could it Be… (feat. Kayen Wilborn, Jordan Mason, Josh Small)

Qing Richy

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