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Hippie Ryn

Hippie Ryn is a female musical artist known for her unique blend of folk, pop, and indie rock sounds. She captivates her listeners with her heartfelt lyrics and soulful vocal delivery. With her introspective songwriting, Hippie Ryn creates an intimate and personal atmosphere in her music, making her a rising star in the indie music scene. more »

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I was workin on another tape
This shit here is for my Other Tape
This some other shit
I was 2 tapes away just the other day,
Now im up 3 tapes
Had to carry the 2
Das yo bitch
Das my ho
Guess you sharing her
Shit looking hairy
Like cousin itt
She was just guzzling
Dick from the click
She got flipped like a bitch on a flick
We got piff from right here
To next year
I got shit they done told me
And I still aint hear
I been here for a minute n im still not there
I got stress from my past got me loosing haaaair,
Like im using Nair...
Every time I win, Feel like I loose it
I'm on to what's next
Give me neck, I'm a nuisance
Then give me the rest for we tie up the loose ends
They gave me a check I bought tacos from ruchis
And crawfish from Cajuns
Hibachi and suchi
And nachos and new beats
My munchies took over
Won't stop
Bitch im movin!
Above yo influence
This is prime time
Cover my life
It's a fine time, mention my high
I come alive halfway through my flight
They Cannot stop me when I'm on my aghn!
I'm on roooooooolllllll!
Bitch I got drive!

I aint hit my prime yet
Imma ahead of my time yah
I was high onna flight back
They just got They hype back

I aint hit my prime yet
Imma ahead of my time yah
I was high onna flight back
They just got They hype back

I could do anything when it comes to flows
And I could choose any dame when it come to hos
I'm having mood swings
Thas dangerous
And then the pain shift
Nah I'm angry
I'm anxious
Don't tell me what I can't
If I aint him
We could change shit
Could exchange hits
Won't explain shit
Say I'm nameless
But the name Hipp
Don't forget
I be higher den angels n shit
And as far as my angle
You know my aim
Niggas lame
Niggas aint bro
Niggas aint God
Niggas can't know
And the pack make me lean back
Like I'm fat Joe
And the gas got me breathing bad like a fat ho
Niggas sad
Niggas doin bad
Niggas stats low
Just know
If I crash
Imma raise the Stat quo
And im never finna settle
Only baggin bad hos
And im finna spazz for a fat check
Lookin snazzy
That's Tru
Nigga f*ck fact check
Styles on styles, I made it hard to face me
Could catch a fade  
I will change yo shade, like I'm doin face beats
Niggas shade me
Then they made me
Niggas say shit
It dont make me
Niggas make shit
Don't impress me
I confess I'm to blessed
To be bumpin shits niggas shit
Shit is been a while year
It get wild here
Then im out
Disappear
Disengage
Part ways
Part of me
Far Away
You all sweet
Parque
Bet dat
Niggas Killin me
Tell em back back
Give me 50 feet
Get his ass kicked
Like I'm drippin feet
You get smack here
You get wacked here
Shit get push-back 
They been waiting on you since last year
And is sad
It get bad here
Is too bad
I'm in rare form
This my first form
This the last tier
You in last place
This the last stretch
Fore I'm airborne
This in last gear!

I aint hit my prime yet
Imma ahead of my time yah
I was high onna flight back
They just got They hype back

I aint hit my prime yet
Imma ahead of my time yah
I was high onna flight back
They just got They hype back

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