Any many miny moe
I made that lil bitch give me throat
After that she gotta go
You know I cannot love no more
My heart done turned hella cold
I plan on rocking hella shows
Plan on fucking hella hoes 
They crazy
They have episodes
My heart cold like Frozone
Ain't felt real love in so long
Been off every drug up in the book
That's why I'm so gone
Broke up with that bitch about a week ago
She still here
She texting my phone apologizing
Like I still care
I'm solo Dolo
No pair
I don't want to go there
You can't get your hoe back 
Don't know why you brought your hoe here
I'm coming right for the band
If I got it one I can get it again
Ain't fucking that bitch 
She don't look like a ten
This ain't no love you don't gotta pretend
I'm no longer feeling the pain when they leave
I hop in the coupe
Roll up my sleeve
This shit ain't new
At least not to me
I'm fucking your boo
I'm breaking your heart
Brand new whip 
I push it to start
I just been moving
I'm going far
Always knew that I'd be a star 
In sipping this drank like I'm at a bar
Niggas is snakes
They know who they are
Yeah, 
My heart cold like Frozone ain't gave no fuck in so long
I ain't gave no fuck in so long
My heart cold like Frozone ain't gave no fuck in so long
I ain't gave no fuck in so long
In so long
I just want the pesos and a lil bitch do what I say so
I know they gon' hate tho cause I'm going to the places they can't go
Sup drank outta my faygo
Give that bitch dick right inside of a Range Rover
I'm fucking your bitch and I'm switching the angle
Stray from the side bitch
Write to the main hoe








Frozone

FROZONE (prod. Lil $wedden) {Lyrics in Description}

Chorus - I'm writing poems but I'm not a Poet
Fuck on these bitches, got drip and they know it
Glock got extensions get hit the forehead
Bitch gave me brain but I want some more head
Dressed in all black in this bitch like I'm Kodak
Boy that's chump change , I need me some more racks
Need to be asking about where your hoe at
Cause that bitch ride on this dick like a mopad
You smoking skimp in this bitch we smoke more packs
Know I'm the realest I been spitting more facts Bro copped the Glock I said damn, lemme hold that
Road to success, no telling where the road at
Bank in my wallet that shit do not fold back
Fucking that bitch and she said I'm the coldest
Freestyled this shit I never even wrote it
We in the matrix this shit got uncoded
Sipping this drank out my cup now I'm loaded 
Passing these blessings out I never owed it
Bitch topped me off but she was just a roadie
I sip that drank but I don't fuck with codeine
I told nigga pay up what he owe me
Already high now I'm smoking more tree
I don't fuck with the spies
They gon' tell the police
After I fucked that bitch she said hold me
No not this time, that was just the old me
Left her behind 
Told that bitch don't call me
You wasting my time , didn't wanna take it so deep
That was your bitch, but she all on me
That bit a thot, she not for one and only
That bitch got wetter than some macaroni
Stay by myself cause most these niggas phony
Blue face gon' keep me company I ain't'lonely
High as bitch I don't know when I'm falling
Chorus, 
(Yeah)
Chorus
(Yeah, Yeah)
Gave her fake number, I hope she don't call it
I popped a bean now I feel like I'm falling
I had a dream I could fold up my wallet
And I'm goin'to the top niggas know they can't stop it
I got shooters fucked up in the head catching bodies







Poet

POET (prod. 1Gorillaglue) {Lyrics in Description}

Yeah,
Need a new whip so I could take the top off
Yeah I'll fuck on that bitch I won't raw dog
Hot with this rap shit just like I was hot sauce
They hating but I'm still gon'blow like a sawed off
Yeah,
I'm tryna hop in a benz truck 
Hang with the shooters
They shoot all your friends up
Now you a loser
You used all your wins up
They chasing these bitches
They aIn even get they bands up
First she was tryna fuck
Now that bitch fanned up
I think I might've fell in love with bad luck
She switching sides but that do not matter
You don't want love so what is you after
I took his bitch
Yeah she got captured
She fuck in the coupe
She didn't ask for a mattress
Why do she call
She know I won't answer
First she was faithful
She turned to a dancer
I can't be her man but I could be her master
I ran out time now I'm fuckin her faster
Nothing is different, you act like my last one
I made a decision these bitches is cancelled
Fuck the opps
We the opps
Hold you for ransom
I cut that bitch off
She was toxic like cancer
Stomped out the witch like I'm Gretel and Hansel
Fuck on that bitch in the back of a mansion
Had to stop talking
They wasn't understanding
And I got high as a bitch I'm not landing
Pull out the guap 
Put yo hoe in a panic
She suck my dick through the hole in my jammy
They say lol Jizzle flow so uncanny
And this bitch ain't average
I'm fuckin a banshee 
I'm fuckin a emo bitch she toxic
She in love with me and she in love with these Roxies
She suck the dick until her nose get snotty
Fuck with the kid cause I drop like a faucet
Yeah,
I eat that bitch like hibachi
Yeah,
Losing myself on the oxies
Yeah,
Mexican bitch call me papi
Nah,
I cannot stand when it's crowded
White bitches gone off the powder
She eat up the dick like a chowder
She suck me up for some hours 
Ex heard this shit now she sour
I got the power
Fuckin on bitches in showers
Started off seeds made flower
Sitting at the top of the tower
We smoke the gas by the pound
We don't need new friends around
Boy you a clown
Suppressor do not make a sound
Bro a demon he gunning you down
Don't fuck with crowds 
Only smokin if it's loud
Don't got got no feelings got lost and I ain't found them
Got water on me and they know I'm not drowning
And I can't run out got this drip from the fountain
That bitch wanna fuck say she like how I'm sounding
I can't see no hate at the top of the mountain
But I'm carrying pain don't go no where without it
Don't want no ones 
That niggas a coward
Don't got no funds 
He try to take ours
But I'm having fun 
I'm smoking the loudest







Jammy

JAMMY (prod. 1Gorillaglue) {Lyrics in Description}

SWEET DREAMZ (prod. 1Gorillaglue)

SON'S FREESTYLE (prod. YS Bani)

Dream Of Givenchy (prod. Bayden)

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Ashami Collins , Known professionally as Jizzle Da’Villain, is a Melodic Hip Hop artist born in San’Diego, California and raised in Osceola, Arkansas.
He started to show a passion for music at a young age around 7 or 8, whether it was bursting out in song randomly, re-enacting his favorite music videos or writing songs 3 hours past bedtime, Jizzle would always immerse himself in the beauty of music.
At the age of 13, Jizzle dove into the world of recording arts using only his IPhone 5, a pair of earphones a pencil and pad.
 
Now in 2022, at the age of 22 years old, Jizzle Da’Villain has acquired over 14 years of experience in Musical Arts and continues to produce countless catchy records.

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