LiL $iCKO

LiL $iPPA

make it spill - make it leak - make it spill
this some bad blood - this some real ill will
painkiller - dope dealer
trigger happy - kill bill - pop em up like lil pills

no fire drill - but we bring in the heat
fangs on my grill - out for what vampires eat
dead meat - we zombies walking dead in the streets
out for brains - blood - make it spill on the concrete

backseat - you know we drive dirty
i done sipped the mud - done popped blue dirty thirties
i think the tweaking done fucked up my brain
i've gone real batshit - i’ve gone insane

this shit in my veins - yeah, it’s all i know
how to count dirty money, dirty pills, dirty hoes
imma pro now - i'd put that on foe
on foenem - i don’t spill on the low

i keep it real gangsta - i keep it real yuck
we bringing bullets - red dot glock potluck
time is up - lil bitch - look at the clock 
cock the glock - real talk - yo shit bouta get rocked

hold up - you a’int really trapping on the block
what you know bouta thug? bouta plug walk?
thug talk - scary nigga - i think he got chicken pox
make him leak - make him spill - like a stomped juice box 

yuck talk - you don’t speak this
i know where you at - yo deepest weakness
this nigga real scared - real sweetness
i got bad intentions, bad blood, bad secrets

venom - hiss at em with the venom
piss on em - send the sticks on em - scoped cerebellum
fuck - red dot to yo skully
yuck - snot - slimy, grimy, and gully

are you scared? HA! - you can run - but can’t hide
cocked the glock at his socket - now i guess he cockeyed
make em choke - carbon monoxide
i got dark sides - Jekyll and Hyde 

crucified - homicide - he a horrified bird
i can send them feathers  flying - just say the word
ion know if you heard - but i’m real wicked
red liquid - make it spill with the sickness

$PiLL

BER$ERK

50 deep
run up on em niggas like we swat
if you got a problem
you can really pull up to the spot
pop a lot 
chamber hot
jackpot like i hit the slot
snot
it can get grimy 
slimy
try me
fuck what you thought 

fuck the opps
yuh, fuck what you is
fuck what you thought
they all call me Lil P 
but i’m the one who call the shots
y’all stirring up trouble like you really at the pot 
you don’t know what i got
just know it’s sum you do not 

you ain’t got bitches, bags, or barettas
you ain’t no OG
not me
not Lil P
lil big trendsetter 

you a fruitcake, huh
you ain’t no gorilla 
you ain’t put real to the hitta
like puttin dope to the dealer, nigga

finger on the trigger - i’m itchin for more
pistol in my drawer - turkey bags all on the floor
bitches and whores
yeah, she really think my drip stick
that’s why she gimme mouth like she puttin on lipstick

FUCK YOU THOUGHT

see an opp - hit em with a brrat - right on the dot
on foenem grave - that’s a headshot
red dot - make em leak like a bloodclot
what you got? we can make the streets real hot

on the dot - yuh, right on the nose
they really don’t know - keep em right on their toes
fuck the opps - cuz they always wanna oppose
i’m disgusting  - and gross, i suppose

a'int for show - nah, i’m really deep in the dark
all blood - no heart - bite back - imma shark
they don’t want this - they don’t want the smoke 
make em leak - bloody nose - cut throat - make em choke

back in blood, nigga - vampire yummy
pop pop pop - yuh, right in the tummy
chrome to the dome - now this nigga a dummy
uppercut - spillin guts in front of his mummy

ha ha ha ha ha! - i’m really insane!
glock to his skully - bullet right in the brain
sniffing out trouble - bloodhound - cocaine
i’ll make you a puddle - a splat - a stain

bouta blow like butane - bouta pop off
yeah, i fucked yo bitch - gotta drop off
what you say? you can’t handle the heat?
i’m dead as fuck - and my zombies gon eat!

ON THE DOT

they hate to see me coming cus they know i’m too raw
on the block - chalk a body up - and give em lock jaw
drinkin wocky - feeling cocky - smokin bitches with a straw
run up on the opps hit em with a fa fa fa

sick of the blah blah - lil bitch you a clown
feeling like jigsaw with how i lay em all down
do you wanna play a game? you know how it ends
make em hurt - put em in the dirt - and do it all again

ain’t yo gang - ain’t yo friend - ion do no talking
i make em kick rocks with the way i’m rocking
cock the glock - i pop my opps like tic tacs
hit em with a click clack - come and get your lick back 

you don’t know gross - you really ain’t yuck
i’m slimy - grimy - and don’t give a fuck
you don’t know how it is - you don’t know how we do
you niggas dead meat - to me, you dog food

imma big dawg - you all bark and no bite
i’m the boogeyman - i always come at night 
i’m an ill omen - you won’t see me coming
won’t know what hit ya till you hear them rounds drummin

you a bum - you a loaf - but ain’t get no bread
only 2 types of niggas i like: 
giving head or dropped dead
got me seeing all red - dots
got em niggas force fed - shots 
make it rain all bullets - lots
demon time
get slimed
ain’t a victimless crime
take em straight to hell
where we dwell
and make it real hot

we down and dirty niggas - we some gorillas 
i was bred to be a killa 
always on go - but i can pop off
drop the top off - you niggas too soft

bow bow bow - pull up with the blicky
hit em with a quickie - my bullets like to leave hickies 
this trigger finger itchin - ain’t shit sticky
anybody can get it - my pistol really ain’t picky

2 RAW

trigger finger hurt - gotta cramp
freak bitch real bad - she a vamp

she trynna suck - suck - me
she trynna suck - suck - me

her bestie wanna fuck me
full house - feeling lucky

hoes in the bed - in the kitchen - all around
they in the room - in the shower - strippin down
and she brought her lil friend in from outta town
she a snow bunny - but her best friend brown

mixin liq, with the pills, with the blow - she don’t care
ion love the hoe - but ion wanna share 

up late in the V8 - all black tints
hotbox in the whip got her lookin with a squint
vampire heart on ice - give em frostbite
she know what i like - i only come out at night 

she trynna suck - suck - me
she trynna suck - suck - me

i got no heart - i can see in the dark
ion play games, baby - i just play the part 
i gotta dark mind, dark vibes, and dark secrets
she tried to gimme her heart - but i told her she could keep it 

just keep it - i’ll just break it
just bite me - i can take it 

she wanna fight me 
did it to spite me
baby, you bore me
you don’t excite me

you don’t fulfill me
you don’t thrill me
oh, you hate me?
she wanna kill me

uh huh
she wanna kill me
she wanna kill me

$UCK

i’m so jimmy neutron with it with the way i gotta blast
if i hit ya - i won’t miss ya - cus i’m really - ffff fast 
he said that he got bitches - but notice how nobody asked?
i’m so on go - just call me diesel - cus i’m really gassed

i can’t be friends with bitches acting cool but you’re really opps
she said she swear she’d take my man - but that bitch is hella chopped 
is your wig too tight? cus i swear you really throwed
oh! those knockoff louis bags got you feeling bold! 

bitches swear they really boujee - but these hoes be super trash 
i got a really pretty penny - you just got some petty cash
i can’t take em serious - i think my haters really fans 
i passed the clinic over there - i swear - i saw yo mans 

you bitches fuck on anything - that’s why you be so broke and itchy
bro told me let off the trigger - i think my finger getting glitchy

i love totin sexy - maybe that’s why i’m so cocky
you want beef with me? we can get so teriyaki 
you say you bang - but you never posted on the blocky   
its slurring while i’m brring - i think my drac is sippin wocky

damn! that’s how you feel?
my ass so tight in these jeans - this nigga asking if it’s real
he said i’m so damn fine - that he think i set him up
popped a something like it’s nothing - and forgot what’s in my cup

masked up - it’s feeling like a madquerade 
niggas so sweet - you niggas so lemonade
i ain’t a bottle girl - but i still call the shots 
this semi just one of many - but for you? that’s all you got 

i want a new shotty
your bitch want a new body
she be so hoopty
i be so bugatti

oh, you a hitta? 
but your burner seeming jammy
pull up - bow bow bow! 
oh man, i’m feeling blammy

i’m feeling blammy - i’m going hammy
i’m feeling clammy - so i’m slanging out shells 
30 deep - packing heat - going down - raising hell
he said his set well known - but i can’t really tell

we aimin shottys - red dotties 
we seeing nothing but swiss cheese bodies
hittin licks - no lollies
we really rollin - no mollies  

no mollies - no percs
he 6 feet - all dirt
no mollies - no xannies
i gotta white bitch with black panties

“should’ve ducked” (lil durk & pooh shiesty) cover

NO MOLLiE$

never cocked it back
never shot a shotty
never popped a hollow
never even copped a body

never not pussy
you a squeaker - you a ratty 
never look into a barrel
choked and ran off like yo daddy

real slow to pull - but real quick on yo feet
call em niggas swishers when i swish em - they too sweet
all i do is red dots - but i’m still on go
if he pull up 10 deep - i just eenie miney moe 

on foe - let’s get it - lets go
got so many stripes - but i still want more
i ain’t yo plug but i’ll deliver - nigga, im at the door
i’m packin - you lackin - peeped ya at the cornerstore 

opps gotta be blind - cus it ain’t hard to find me
he tried to fye back - but he was already behind me
he was already behind me

what’s up, nigga? 
you quick - but i’m quicker  

this nigga shoot so scary - i ain’t even gotta duck em
i’m strapped up like a dyke - pull out AKs, make em suck em
if they cant keep it g with me - ion need em, nigga - fuck em
turnt em to a splat - make a mess when i yuck em 

yuck em - they gon be a stain when i yuck em
no gain without no pain - he gon feel it when i yuck em 

i’m disgusting - i wanna see guts and brains when i yuck em 
ain’t no discussing - straight to it - quick aim when i yuck em

YUCK EM

we do business that’s not very legal
i’m so fly - i’m fly as a seagull
when it’s time - we pull up 30 people
i tell ya - we some real dirty people

we some real dirty people
we some real dirty people
we so grimy - we don’t give a fuck
we be so slimy - so psycho - so yuck

a buck - that’s how we keep it
i stay to myself - they be scared of my secrets
i got me some demons - i’m very disturbed
i crash out so crazy - i’m very absurd

i’m not what you heard 
i’m so very worse
i be keeping a rack and a strap in my purse
send niggas out to they home in a hearse

on a shirt
i dare you to try me
i really don’t care if these bitches don’t like me
i think something wrong somewhere deep in my psyche

i like to see blood
i like to see tears
i like to become what these niggas fear
want you to feel chills in your bones when im near

wanna be in their dreams just like freddy kruger
ion trust niggas - i just trust my reuger
i ain’t scared of nothing - i ain’t scared to die
wanna be the reason that grown niggas cry

i think i’m psychic - i just gotta vision
my big homies they gon die in a prison

i ain’t get no help - i did this on my own
nobody cares till you under a stone

i’m really so grown - i can’t play any games
niggas and bitches be one of the same 
claiming money - and bodies - and shit you ain’t got
i stopped keeping count - cus i copped me a lot 
i just go - and get - and i do - ion plot

you niggas scary - and you bitches is weird
ion got any opps cus they all disappeared
they all disappeared 
we knocked off his locs - all he got is his beard

DiRTY PEOPLE

i’m off a perc
off the chain - so beserk
insane - blood stains on my shirt
got it out the mud - but still got love for the dirt

what’s yo name?
where you at? 
lil coke bunny
she a fien
she a brat

what’s yo name? 
where you been?
she want me
and my 7 deadly sins

going in
going off
going ham
going hard

smoking dope
snorting coke
shooting stars

shooting tar
bloody nose
poppin bars

i’m so gone 
i’m too far

i’m off a xanny
she said “i think you so uncanny”

she hate me 
said i’m psycho
that’s not what you was saying last night tho

tell me
what you afraid of?
i’m what nightmares are made of  

oh god
i’m off a line
send a shiver down my spine

oh god
i’m off fent
don’t know where my demons went

oh no
i’m all alone
got this far all on my own

oh no
i’m so cold
poor girl
i know her soul got sold

OFFA

Sinical Monet