I tell him that I love it when he swirl his tongue all around
When the sun goes down he tryna eat it like it’s Ramadan 

My body is his Holy Mecca 
Ain’t no cap in my raps, I aint Lil Tecca 

He got a smart mouth 
Stick his tongue out & never clamp it
He take initiative & go do it without me asking
Banana clips for a bitch that want potassium 
This yo champion 

I’m with the West Coast Queen & we speeding down the Ave in an SRT

Why you go over 100 on the E Way & you ain’t in no scat pack
You bitches so fucking stupid I can’t stand that 

I don’t mince words, I meant it if I said that
My vocal stacks is the only time that I backtrack
Bitch don’t make me turn you to a hashtag
Flip it like flapjacks & coach y’all like handbags


If my finger on the trigger
You get blammed with the blicker 
Bitches know I’m on their tail, I’mma spring like it’s Tigger
We be gone off the liquor 
When my dick hit her liver
She be wet as a river
But this black man’s a swimmer

Regular Remix (Ft Donny G)

they call me dion 
pow, pow 
but not Celine, 
hell nawl 
they can’t fuck with me, not even in they dreams 
keep up Niggas 
he wanna fuck, but I’m not licking less it’s clean. 
hell nawl 
grip then spit it until I’m shining like a chain 

he like it raw I said smack it till it’s sore 
if he ain’t eight to ten then he could hit the door.  
I’m kinda freaky, I like sucking till it’s soft. 
he call me honey, he like the way I treat the balls. 

I make him pop a tag, then drop em at the mall.
I like em tall 
if he ain’t licking head to toe them imma dead him. word to smoke 
rip hehe 

I like his nose in it. 
he gotta savor every moment cuz I won’t miss him 
he ain’t my nigga please believe that D’Va don’t kiss em 
I send him home dripping. 
you know the code bitches. 

when he with me you best believe that nigga code switches. 
he call me daddy 
grab his phatty, and da dome different. 
we in ya home trippin. 

so grab the bleach 
I’m ya niggas peach and squirting like a fleet 
he like a freak
the type to suck him dry then kiss him on his knee
yo call me Dee 
know I’m that nigga, bitch and everything in between 
and yeah I’m thick 
I had to say that shit so I could it make it clear 
I eat my grits 
these punks be mad because I’m shaped just like a pear. 
I’m in this class alone, these niggas ain’t my peers. 
and lf you try me I keep it on me like a spare. 

[hook] 
the blunt made me 
pow pow pow pow 
the blunt made me 
pow pow pow pow
you know that perc made me 
pow pow pow pow 
the henny made me 
pow pow pow pow. 

pow pow pow pow 
it’s Dee the D’Va nigga 
pow pow pow pow 
it’s Dee the D’Va nigga 
pow pow pow pow. 
so grab your fucking speaker, and turn this nigga up.

Peaches and Eggplants- Remix

So many bands I teach you how to play the guitar
Uh
I can see you hating hoes from afar 
Yo
19 finna come raise the bar 
okay
My name in these bitches throat like a cough

Everything I ever got it’s cuz I had to hustle 
The baby w/ me on the highway Carlee Russell
You bitches love acting like y’all tough though 
Hand me my phone I’m finna call yo bluff hoe

I dropped YELLEN then they started dissing samples
Scary bitches they know I’m too much to handle 
Come test yo luck. bitch, they afraid to chance it with me
Could see no bitch that wanna come over & gamble with me 

My competition likes to jump me so I keep a Blick 
I’m from the mitten where we never leave a finger print

19 on the way just be patient bitch
My lil vibe said she wanna situationship

Come & shake that ass bitch
Don’t be afraid to put that pussy on my lap bitch
She just want good dick & shopping sprees in Saks Fif
I just use her to get over my last bitch

A new nigga tryna around & swoon me
He just wait for me to give him opportunities
Everything that nigga doing it’s for me though
I blew a bag like it’s cool ranch Doritos  

I got a fine ass go getter nigga, he a hustler
He can sell pork bacon to a Muslim 
He tell me that he love & miss me like his dead granny
& that he hates the division like Tom Clancy

He see me coming like a bitch wearing a bright shirt 
He know I’m pressure, he want me to make his pipe burst 
He wanna change his last name, he wanna marry me
My opps a bunch of fruit trays, they wanna bury me

Haha

Tell that nigga eat the cake just like Ike
He ask if I want him to stay bitch I slight might
Like … Ice Spice

He rap my songs word for word, it almost shocked me
When I took 19 down he damn near blocked me

He love my deep rap voice with a tad rasp 
He go crazy every time a nigga rap fast 

So
Lemme impress him
A nigga be looking to me for protection
I tell him swipe it American Express it

You niggas have never been competition 
Or my opposition 
Even the traffic laws can’t stop this

Quit smacking yo lip ‘fore I come over 
Smack you bitch

September 19th 
Set the date bitch

Super 19 Saga’s on it’s way bitch 

what else is there to say bitch 

Come & shake that ass bitch
Don’t be afraid to put that pussy on my lap bitch
She just want good dick & shopping sprees in Saks Fif
I just use her to get over my last bitch

A new nigga tryna around & swoon me
He just wait for me to give him opportunities
Everything that nigga doing it’s for me though
I blew a bag like it’s cool ranch Doritos

Cool Ranch Doritos

Following his #BoysALiar remix (feat. kikkay) and the #GraceUnderFire mixtape he dropped last year, Zachariah Highgate returns with a remix to the title track of K-pop girl group New Jeans’ latest EP #GetUp. Rapping about his ambitions and the criticisms that come with them, Zachariah flows along the uptempo beat after a fun “French cafe” sample introduces the track (a personal touch he came up with one night at 2:00am). Stay tuned for more from Zachariah Highgate, including his highly anticipated debut EP. 

Vocals: Zachariah Highgate
Remix Lyrics: Zachariah Highgate
Instrumental Remake: 초이 Distilish
Mixed & Mastered: Santhoshblur.

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New Jeans RMX

🚀 big up’s to Bxnji for the vibes 😈🤪
No profit is being made for the track

Hookup pt. 2 (prod. by Bxnji)

Yo all my Jersey niggas this a brick check.
Slide through on some dirty gritty shit, that’s word to dip set, 
Known to wet mic, but I don’t bite, I just might chin check 
D’Va cold as ice, I’m tryna spice these niggas wing set
Fuck what niggas told ya I get flier than a swing set. 
On a leer jet, make a toast to they career deaths. 
Told y’all hoes before, niggas really ain’t my peers 
(NEXT)
Like a clear set. 
Sumn icy like Cher check
But ugh, what else to flex?
They know I’m hungry, I’ll eat the chef 
No above me, D Da Best 
They take my temp and it make them sick to know I’m hotter than they ex 
Don’t need no ribbons on my vest
They lady Cleo when it’s me on, Niggas know that I’m next. 
Fuck with Dee, be out of breath.
I work these niggas they should stretch
Toss these niggas like a salad
Say you got drive, I’m checking mileage.
When I pump through it be silent 
Check the closets, niggas hiding
Pussy nigga, I clocked ya tea, you can’t really fuck with me 

You know you like that nigga, when I fight back Nigga. 
If you determined to make me cum you better grab that trigger. 
Yeah make me bust, know that head is a must.
And when we done you better hum in Dee Da Diva we trust. 

It’s Dee Da D’Va best best believe that’s it’s the third appendage pleaser. 
We in the theater he be seated, when I ride it cue the music. 
Rosie Nyland, I go stupid when he pump me like he Cupid.
Take me higher talking lucid, make me open like tulip. 
Take me, take me, take me higher than I ever been 
I’m doing all the freaky shit ya wifey never did 
And man’s that evident, you betta grab a bin. 
Cuz when you kill it, I’m not cleaning up evidence. 
Haha. 
You know you like that, fuck me, and I fuck back.
If you afraid to breed it then you betta hit the road Jack.
You know I’m all cap, I mean psyche that 
Cuz if you lost, I’ll be the compass on your road map. 
Eyes and hands on me
Keep me blushing like teen 
Come and give it to me deeper, then have me gushing like a sink
Then drink
I mean thinkkkkkk, it’s all yours baby, so let’s swap it like a meet. 
Haha, I’m a nasty nigga, y’all already know that 
So if you blow at me I bet you, imma blow back. 
So where the hose at, im not talking about you Niggas, where da morherfucking hoes at 

You know you like that nigga, when I fight back Nigga. 
If you determined to make me cum you better grab that trigger. 
Yeah make me bust, know that head is a must.
And when we done you better hum in Dee Da Diva we trust.

Like Dat - (Stunna Girl Remix)

My final project for Fall 2023 Seminar MUSI 7547 "EcoAcoustic Thought and Practice".

Using the sound wave peaks of field recording audio of rain in my neighborhood, I composed an electric piano mapping improvisation to trigger when ever the rain drops peaked.

Rain Peeks

paid with a real big wallet 
been killing niggas all year fuck the gossip 
rap for sport, cuz none of the niggas make a profit 
know if it’s beef with any hater, better drop it 
know I’m a boss, you got the job so nigga
work for it 
put em park, if you got drive then nigga 
work for it 
all my bad bitches 
work for it work for it 
throw it back bitches 
work for it work it.    

Long John
He give me gold never silver
He love eating what my momma made every dinner
liver 
Imma ride on it like Tokyo Drifter
Play w/ his balls like Wembanyama
buzzer beater, I’m the Victor

His fiancé crying cuz she might get left for me

She stalking me but she too scared to step to me
Meg the Stallion, she a depressed pussy

Word to Janet he’s tryna jack son’s brick dick  
Touchdown at halftime he tryna lick my nipslip
Blood member but he blew this dick on some crip shit
Piping him til his faucet break, make him drip drip

Lick lick
Imma make him ride it like a stick shift 
Sit on the dick but always stand on business 
Wanna marry me like in health or in sickness
He eat it like it’s citrus 
He calling me nutritious

you could throw ya little shots, bet they wont work on me
better beep beep like you Calvin if you skirt on me 
hope you raking in that cheddar if you flirt on Dee 
I look better from the back, he like the skirt on me 

im a raw nigga, 
y’all already know that 
wrap him like swisher,
if you got smoke then nigga blow back 
champ, but where ya golds at ?
Santa, where ya hoes?
diva on they wishlist, 
I’m in my prime, them niggas coal sacks 

since we talkin balls, then gargle that 
I’ll give you honey and these bitches bitter ha
niggas rusty, penny sign  
I ain’t worried bout them nickels, bet you money I get plenty ha
they call me Dion, but I’m not Celine
titantic niggas somehow sinking in a  fucking stream 
they know I’m fucking mean 
and that I’m heavy like a motherfucking hummer 
Freddy Krueger 
I’m a fucking dream

Work For It ft Donny G (City Girls Remix)

What You Wanna Do ?

Walking

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Cool Ranch Doritos

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