I AINT RACIST CAUSE IM FROM THE SOUTH
Original Release Date: August 7th, 2017

Hi, my name's Jake Hill
I written this song a few years back
Before any of y'all new I was a country artist
I'd like to show you a lil bit of what I can do with this here guitar, alright
Let me just scoot my chair up here so I can stand on it
I know you can't see this in the music video you're watching right now
But we just gon get int- everything worked out
Hang out, bout to get- alright, here we go, boys
Alright, woo, alright, a 1, a 9, a 7, a 12
Fuck, hold on, alright
We gon need a whole bunch of Mountain Dew for this one

Well, last night I seen my sister, I sure did miss her (I did)
The smell of my cousin lingers on her neck (Roll tide)
We went down to the river, shot a whole bunch of critters
Before you put words in my mouth, I ain't racist cause I'm from the South

Well, the farm's going good, my back's still strong, I kiss my wife when I get home
Another day in a Southern paradise, alright now
Well, I shoot them deer, and I beat my meat, sure tastes good when it's cooked by me
Another long day, gonna be another long night

Well, my ex-wife calling and annoying me, dpeaking of X, he needs to be free
Kicking up dust in the air, it's hard to see (I can't see shit)
Well, my cornfield's looking mighty fine this year, I sit back and drink a beer
Enjoy this summertime breeze while it lasts, I said now

Well, the farm's going good, my back's still strong, I kiss my wife when I get home
Another day in a Southern paradise
Well, I shoot them deer, and I beat my meat, sure tastes good when it's cooked by me
Another long day, gonna be another long night

Well, the best part of being a Southern man is working all day, keeping up with my land
It's boring as shit, but I don't seem to mind
Up at four till the sun goes down, rambling and pulling all the titties from my cows
Ain't nothing better than being a country boy, I said now

Well, the farm's going good, my back's still strong, I kiss my wife when I get home
Another day in a Southern paradise
Well, I shoot them deer, and I beat my meat, sure tastes good when it's cooked by me
Another long day, gonna be another long night, alright now, boys

Well, the farm's going good, my back's still strong, I kiss my wife when I get home
Another day in a Southern paradise
Well, I shoot them deer, and I beat my meat, sure tastes good when it's cooked by me
Another long day, gonna be another long night

(Woohoohoohoo, alright, yeah)
(Pinecone in this bitch)
(Woohoohoohoo)
(God, I'm a fucking idiot)

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
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youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Meme King

Ain't Nothin' Better'n Bein' a Country Boy

Jake Hill - Ain’t Nothin’ Better’n Bein’ a Country Boy

I CUM IN YOUR MOUTH LIKE A BURGLAR
Original Release Date: April 2nd, 2017

Yeah, Ay
Lil Tra$h in this bitch, boy
Yeah, Ay, yeah, Ay

All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah
All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah (Woo)

I cum in your mouth like a burglar (Yeah)
I bust up your house like a murderer (Bang)
My bitch she fat like a Ursula (Damn)
I spray the gat, I'm not merciful, yeah

Run up on me, get the work
Run up on me, hit the dirt
Run up on me, get the work
Yeah, yeah, ay

All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah
All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah

My Glock is shiny like porcelain (Shiny)
I leave you headless like horsemen (Gallop)
Trap on my bike like I'm a Mormon (Peddle)
Buzz in the streets like a bumble bee (Brr)
I'm pushing the work like a Earthmover (Heavy Machinery)
Your girlfriend booty hole stank (Ew)
I'm at the buffet, they don't serve noodles (No soup)
And they hibachi was rank, yeah

Run up on me, get the work
Run up on me, hit the dirt
Run up on me, get the work
Run up on me, hit the dirt (Yeah)
Run up on me, get the work (Yeah)
Run up on me, hit the dirt (Ay)
Run up on me, get the work (Ay)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah
All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah

300 look like a phantom (He do)
Holding your mama for ransom (Bitch)
She grip the pole like a dancer (My dick)
I bring the package like Santa (Chimney)
I am a man of my word (Adjective)
I told you I hit it then swerve (Nroom)
Your chest, it look like a bird (Chirp)
Your Granddaddy look like a Bert
Call me 21, I'm a savage
I eat the booty like cabbage
Your boyfriend broke, drive a Maverick
My dick ain't big but it average

Run up on me, get the work
Run up on me, hit the dirt (Yeah)
Run up on me, get the work (Yeah)
Run up on me, hit the dirt (Yeah, yeah)
Run up on me, get the work (Get the work)
Run up on me, hit the dirt (Hit the dirt)
Run up on me, get the work (Get the work)
Run up on me, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah (All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah)
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah (All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah)
All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah (All I really want is a fat booty bitch, yeah)
All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah (All I really need is a fat booty hoe, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeahhh

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

Fat Booty Bitch

Lil Tra$h - Fat Booty Bitch

TRY TO SEND YOUR MESSAGE, JUST A BARK WITHOUT A BITE
Original Release Date: September 18th, 2017

Decimate, Blow these fucking punks away, bombs away
Hit the dirt, crumble underneath my words, snowflake
Suffocate, watch em bleed, make em eat the words they speak
Strength in numbers don't mean shit when all these pussies stand so weak

Without a mask, you ain't shit, rip it off and watch em run
Fuck what you stand for, cut em out like cancer
Try to send your message, just a bark without a bite
Rope em up and pour the gasoline, they scream for their life

Hit em with some motherfucking violence
That's what they want? I'll leave a motherfucker silent
Straight into the jawline with a pipe, bye-bye
Left side leaking bright, night bitch
Fuck all these pussies, I'll drown em in misery
Leave em in agony, kill em, no sympathy
Rinse off the blade and then empty the pistol
It's nothing, it's nothing, yeah, no one will miss you

Decimate, Blow these fucking punks away, bombs away
Hit the dirt, crumble underneath my words, snowflake
Suffocate, watch em bleed, make em eat the words they speak
Strength in numbers don't mean shit when all these pussies stand so weak

Decimate, Blow these fucking punks away, bombs away
Hit the dirt, crumble underneath my words, snowflake
Suffocate, watch em bleed, make em eat the words they speak
Strength in numbers don't mean shit when all these pussies-
Stand. So. Weak.

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Snowflake

Jake Hill - Snowflake

AINT NO BITCHING IN THE BACK OF THE CAR
Original Release Date: July 7th, 2017

Yeah, Lil Tra$h, yeah
Ay, ay, what up, y'all is mighty dumb, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

I got money, I got money on the ground everywhere
Every time I step into the club, all the bitches stare
I got diamonds on my wrist, my bitch got diamonds in her hair
If you want to get up in front it, you going to disappear

If you want to come and see me, boy, I ain't got no problems
Got some 20 bad bitches and they all dropping, coughing
I got 20,000 girl on the back of the bus
All these hoes here ain't nothing but loyals
Taking all these bitches to the back of the bus
All these hoes here ain't nothing but loyals
I say, come on now, we go hard
Ain't no bitching in the back of the car
Turn around, see me here, ain't playing, grab a beer
God ain't even fucking with me
21, Glock .50, I ain't playing, ya'll look at me
Big mob gonna tree

I got money, I got money on the ground everywhere
Every time I step into the club, all the bitches stare
I got diamonds on my wrist, my bitch got diamonds in her hair
If you want to get up in front it, you going to disappear

Your bitch look like a turkey, long gobbly neck
You know I count this money, what else do you expect?
Yeah, lil tra$h, big cash, gotta thick bitch with a big ass
Lil tra$h, big cash, gotta thick bitch with a big ass, yeah
Diamond on my earring, it look like water
Diamond on my earring, it look like water
Diamond on my earring, it look like water
Diamond on my earring, it look like water

(Huh? I ain't left off bad and boujee)
(You think I'm left off bad and boujee?) | (Say again?)
(You said I'm left off bad and boujee?) | (Huh? What'd you say?)
(You said I'm left off bad and boujee?) | (Yeah)
(Do it look like I'm left off bad and boujee?) | (What'd you say?)
(DO IT LOOK LIKE I'M LEFT OFF BAD AND BOUJEE?)

I got money, I got money on the ground everywhere
Every time I step into the club, all the bitches stare
I got diamonds on my wrist, my bitch got diamonds in her hair
If you want to get up in front it, you going to disappear
I got money, I got money on the ground everywhere
Every time I step into the club, all the bitches stare
I got diamonds on my wrist, my bitch got diamonds in her hair
If you want to get up in front it, you going to disappear

(This is the best song I've ever made)

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

MOB THA DON
https://open.spotify.com/artist/19cdtN3OGI5Q4vgWEGVKvv

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

DoItLookLikeImLeftOffBadAndBoujee

Lil Tra$h - DoItLookLikeImLeftOffBadAndBoujee (ft. Mob Tha Don)

LIKE 2016 JAKE HILL ON A VERSE, THATS REAL
Original Release Date: July 4th, 2019

(Okay, here's another track that don't make sense)
(Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit)
(Open up the door and get inside my ship)
(I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip)
(2020 coming with it, I know it's a little bit away)
(But I'ma kill it, do it how I wanna anyway)
(This beat a little corny but it still kinda works)
(Like 2016-)

Okay, here's another track that don't make sense
Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit
Open up the door and get inside my ship
I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip
2020 coming with it, I know it's a little bit away
But I'ma kill it, do it how I wanna anyway
This beat a little corny but it still kinda works
Like 2016 Jake Hill on a verse, that's real
A diss to myself, never thought I'd make it so cheers to my wealth
I don't wanna end up in Hell but it feels like I sold my soul so please help 
Sol-Sol-Sol-Sold out shows, on tour, never sleep
Cause I stay too hype with it, nice on the beat
Thought I'd take a little break from the whiny shit
Here's a blast to the past with the rhyming shit
I be the big bad wolf when I'm knocking at the door
Gotta keep my teeth hidden so nobody ever know
That I gotta kill em all, not like Ash Ketchum
For the ones that talking, gotta teach em all a lesson
Like move bitch, get out the way
They talk an awful lot but got nothing to say
And I don't even really know where this shit is headed
But I keep the sail steady for this trip, I'm ready

Here's another track that don't make sense
But that's okay, I own this shit, I pull up then I leave
And I got more stacks than I rolled up with
Interest, they ain't gonna really like this
Cause I'm talking shit, but I don't mean nothing by it
I can tell they got a problem with it but they staying silent
Till they see me winning then they wanna turn it to a riot
That's real, still the same shit, I just sit in my room
Glued to my seat, might as well be my tomb
That I'm encased in when I meet my fate
I'm 27, hope that ain't today, it's a club I don't wanna be in
So, I keep it moving, I'm just following the beacon, fast
Hope it don't lead me down the wrong path
If I let it, y'all better whoop my-
Ask me how I feel, I don't really know
I'm just here, till the wheels are broke
I keep rolling, rolling like Fred Durst
I'm tryna take this trip on headfirst
And if I crash and burn, well, I guess that's life
Only one way to find out, I guess that's right
I'll close my eyes and then hit the launch
And then blast off quick till I hit the stars

That didn't even rhyme but whatever

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Twenty Sixteen

Jake Hill - Twenty Sixteen

SINCE THE DIAPERS, THEY ALWAYS LIKED YOU
Original Release Date: August 7th, 2017

(I am a saint, I am a saint, I am a saint)

I am a saint
Hurry up with my finger paint
Hurry up with my diaper change
Get my milk bottle arranged
I am a saint
Even though I am a baby
My whole life in the hand of ye
Keep playing with me

Soon as they like you, make em unlike you
Cause sleeping through the night is so unlike you
The only baby compared to Yeezy
Give me my milk and a bottle that squeezy
Here's a few soft ass Teddies to quiet you
Only eat Pure-Aid cause I can't bite the food
Young hitter, mentally still in high school
Since the diapers, they always liked you
Blue ass bibs, with a fucking rattle
Baby with parents, the colors of cattle
I'm a good kid man I ain't a rat, back only one year
Oh, but I wear my cap back
Born in December with my bald head shining
Crawl in this bounce-house and chase the climate
Something smells so then change my garment
Until the day I get my driver's license

I am a saint
So, hurry up with my finger paint
In a Toys“R”Us real late
Hurry up with my Easy-Bake

I am a saint, I am a saint, I am a saint
Waaaaah, waaaaah, waaaaah

I just talked to Yeezus, said, "Change your diaper pleazus"
I said, "Goo goo ga ga goo goo gee ga gee ga"
I know he my daddy but he ain't buy me that Teddy
Your money's my money, now give me that bunny

I am a saint, I am a saint, I am a saint
Waaahah, wahahah, waaaaah

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Saint

Jake Hill - Saint

ANYBODY HURT HER, I END UP IN JAIL
Original Release Date: July 7th, 2017

Yeah, yeah
Every day I wake up, it's a brighter day
Wife by my side, slept the night away
Wake up and look at her pretty face
Hit the snooze twice, I feel good today
I am off work and I'm not going back for a week
Pour up the coffee then I brush my teeth
Grab the remote and turn on the TV
My wife asks me if I want eggs, that's fine with me, I got-
Ellie on my side, that's my kitty, she's adorable
I mentioned her last time, look at those eyes, wanna die
From the cuteness of her little fluffy tail
Her paws are so little, they're cute as well
Cuts on my hands from her claws, oh well
Anybody hurt her, I end up in jail

Yeah, yeah
The sun is really shiny, bout to go work on my tan
It's getting a little hot around here, I'ma need a fan
Not just any fan, the one that sprays water
Cool me down, cool me down, now I'm hearing thunder
I'll just go inside and read a book, maybe I'll just cook
Got a recipe, I need eggs and cheese
Got no garlic, I need salt and parsley
And I'm out of milk, I got an empty carton, fuck

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Kitties and Inconveniences

Jake Hill - Kitties and Inconveniences

IVE ASCENDED AND IM NEVER GOING BACK
Original Release Date: July 9th, 2017

Minecraft, it's no timelapse, I spent week after week, but my times strapped
I construct the building that I'm laying in, brick by brick, it's caving in
The Creeper is near, I can hear the explosion rattle the structure, foundation eroding
Diamond swords just turn to rust, the mobs swarming in, I got a taste of dust
Survival of the fittest, Isle of the wicked
Gotta stay proficient, I will not be ended
Enderman imminent patiently waiting
For me to slip up and make peace with the eyes

I am the sky, I am the haze
I am the biome, give life from the rays
I am the sky, I am the haze
I am the biome, give life from the rays

They will never phase me, pickaxe will send me to heaven
I'm building, building, never stopping till I get it
I'm in it to win it, killing em, hitting em
I don't think they know who I am, came from the Nether
Arose from the grave, they will know my name
They will know my pain, when I end the game
Cannot be contained, I sip a splash, I unleash the wrath
I've ascended and I'm never going back

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Minecraft

Jake Hill - Minecraft

5'6, SHORT FUSE, THATS A HIGHRISK
Original Release Date: February 28th, 2017

(Stop, make it stop, make it stop, what the fuck?)
(Conrad kill him, ah, ah, fuck)

Tyler1 can be a violent one
He's punching holes in his wall
And he's scolding his dog, bandit can't stand it
Top of his head looks like he's from another planet, drywall damage
5'6 short fuse, that's a high-risk
No shirt looking like a science experiment
Greek between the sheets, skeets on his teeth
While he scripts on twitch and fake drives his meat
Stuttering or mumbling you can't even talk with him
Or even hold a conversation due to the autism
His height is short, his shitty mic distorts
Don't try to come at me cause I could never fight a dwarf
I see the rage in the face, chat spamming the flames
Get banned from the games when you can't get your ways
Stand up like a man only up to my knees
Autistic screech: HE HE XD

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

Tyler1 Diss

Jake Hill - Tyler1 Diss

YOURE JUST LIKE ME, IMA PROVE THAT SHIT
Original Release Date: August 7th, 2017

You've been through some shit, through some shit
Hold on tight, don't lose your shit
You're just like me, I'ma prove that shit
Got a noose tied tight, better loosen it
Haven't slept all night, hallucinating
40 hours, mind is fading
Heart is racing, grip your chest
Contemplate about your death
Nobody but you got you
Fuck everybody around you, they just doubt you
Maybe you think they'd be better off without you
Think your life don't mean shit, fuck it, what's the reason?
Wish I wasn't breathing, all I do is resent
Anything and everything to do with me
I'm through with me, I pop the bottle
Swear to God I'm 'bout to swallow every dream
Godspeed, give a fuck about me, don't try to surround me
With your positivity, I'm happy with my misery
Just wanna watch my wrist bleed, nobody would miss me
Pop some shells, look down the barrel, this is it
I'm feeling it, I'm feeling sick, I hope my family understands
I'm sorry this is really it, I'm sorry this is really it

Gunshot, middle of the front yard
Girlfriend, found the body
Searching, questions always lurking
Answers never come in, sick inside her stomach
Empty, feeling nothing, she forgot what love is
All black, life off track, got no will to live
Lost that, she just wants him brought back home again
She'll never get over it or ever learn to cope with it
No saving her, she's over it, no saving her, it's over
I've had some friends do the same shit
Left me here just blaming myself
Said they never got help, bitch, I was right here
All I do is fight tears, look at me
Now you're dead at 6 feet, suicide on 5th street
Fucking pussy left a mother and a kid
Wondering what Daddy did, daddy's in a better place
Said they had to hide the face, I just had to drive away
Fuck your funeral, I'm leaving you
Just like you left me too, I'm sick of losing you

JAKE HILL
www.dyinglately.com
http://twitter.com/iamjakehill
tiktok.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
youtube.com/@iamactuallyjakehill
instagram.com/iamjakehill
https://open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ

LIL TRA$H
http://twitter.com/LilTrashYuh
youtube.com/@liltrash3872
https://open.spotify.com/artist/3PdjUqbI50VHwSZaLQOtsz

We Die Too (Less Dark Version)

Jake Hill - We Die Too (Less Dark Version)

NEW MUSIC RELEASES EVERY SINGLE FRIDAY!!!
Lyrics & Socials are in the Description of Songs
not my music, files on my computer.
if you're the artist and you want something down, message me (and add proof you're the artist)

New tracks tagged #Lil Tra$h