Concealer [prod. TROYVIXIOUS]

Lies U Told [prod. jkjmetasco]

Like My Own [prod. jkjmetasco]

Never Alone! [prod. twin9s x sevens]

There He Go  [prod. @jdollaprod x @jvidvnnn]

Mattress x Rewindraps

HOWITFEEL

PAINMUSICINTRO

BABYGIRL

Lyrics:

Run that bitch back 
Boutta fuck a bitch and tell her bring her friend back
And that choppa by my side nigga yeah it’s in tact
Smoking on that Za Pachulia yeah she catching contact
Come and get ya hoe get your bitch back
And we got that work out talking six pack
And that choppa like a souvenir nigga knick knack
I told that bitch that I’m just tryna fuck you tryna chit and chat
But I can’t do it
No I can’t do it
Say “9 you love me?” Baby girl let’s not be foolish
Said I ain’t shit I’m like my dad that’s why I do it
Like “how you do it?” Idk bitch I just do it
Just like it’s Nike for a check yeah she gon do it
Might buy that BBL she twerking to my music
Don’t make no movements, one false movement then I’m shooting
Nigga run up knock his shit off fuck he doing 
Count that cheese and roll that weed that’s on the wake up
Birthday in December all year round I get my cake up
Hop in the wheel recline my seat and fuck her face up
Two V-Twizzies me, XD we tryna race em

Bitch we racing
Bitch we dangerous
I’m gon load up, pull up then I’m gon bang it
She wan fuck with Lil XD because he made it
Lil bitch talm bout she in love lil bitch stop playing
Lil bitch talm bout she in love what the fuck you saying
Let that lil bitch hit the za she damn near fainted
Sipping on that bad mon my cup Jamaican 
Fuck and kick that lil bitch out like “where you staying?” 
“Where you staying bitch?”
It ain’t with me, it ain’t with me
Bitch it ain’t with me, it ain’t with me
Bitch it ain’t with me, it ain’t with me
Bitch it ain’t with me, it ain’t with me
Bitch it ain’t with me, it ain’t with me
Bitch it ain’t with me, it ain’t with me

RUN ITBACK x MirNumba9 [Prod. highsoulja]

2 Min Slide [Prod. Dior]

Watch us cook up and see how this song came to be: https://youtu.be/Eci7ymV_gnc?si=r68U9ONefijSp8AV 

Lyrics:

Whole lotta racks 
Whole lotta racks 
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks

Whole lotta racks
I taught my hoe how to rap
I knocked that bitch off the map
Bitch I was serving these packs
I’m with my slime my slat
Yeah Lil 9 got my back
Yeah Lil 9 got the strap
Yeah Lil 9 finna clap ya
Yeah Lil Glo with the action
Hop out that bitch and start clapping
Hop out that bitch with my ratchet 
Hop out that bitch like what happened
Oh thats ya bitch that’s tragic 
Bitch I be riding with static
All of these pussy niggas faggots
Nigga just throw up ya ratchet 

Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks

Whole lotta racks 
Whole lotta trouble
Balling on niggas that’s triple double
Not tryna fight, wrestle or tussle 
This choppa gon touch you 
Nigga wan play
Choppa it hit ya face
Then I skrt off make escape
Whole lotta racks
I make some money
She said “you love me?” 
Bitch you is a dummy
Nigga wanna play 
Wipe his nose that shit looking runny 
Fuck her and her friend
Them bitches they some slutty buddies
Damn my … looking muddy
Damn my cup looking muddy
Said my cup looking muddy
My cup looking muddy 
XD that’s my BLOODY
XD that’s my BLOODY
Glo that’s my BLOODY
Glo that’s my BLOODY
She said “9 what are we?”
Said bitch “we not buddies”
Too buddy buddy
Too joe this bitch buddy buddy
Damn give me some sucky
Muhfucka that’s if that bitch lucky

WHOLE LOTTARACKZ x MirNumba9 [Prod. sledg3r] STUDIO VLOG IN DESCRIPTION

Lyrics:

Lil XD thugging
Stick on me look like a musket 
With Lil Ree we getting buckets
Gas on me smell like some onions
I don’t even know what to say still hopped up on the beat yeah I’m like fuck it
I be rolling za and brodie got the Wock yeah he gon dump it
Pull up on your block we blowing making noise sound like some trumpets
Overseas yeah I’m in London with a bitch we eating crumpets
Walked up in the function heard that shit was ass I got it jumping
Bitch my choppa Russian when it get to talking you don’t know nothing 

Bitch my choppa drumming  
Pull up on the opps like Andre Drummond 
Know them bullets coming yeah that shit gon hit like a percussion
Finna uppercut em you know that them bullets punch em
Think my choppa want em you know that them bullets finna touch em
Yeah my choppa blitzing you know that them bullets finna rush em
Yeah my choppa fried em turned that nigga to a chicken nugget
Finna spin up on the opps we finna ball like Denver Nuggets
And I ran out of shit to say so fuck it, nugget

He ain’t talking money bitch then that ain’t no damn discussion 
Ba-da-ba she eat it up just like McDonald’s say she love it
Iont even know if I said that last bar right but fuck it
I’m in the booth like “wtf” when this beat gon end I just keep punching 
Talking bout fight better punch this glock lil bitch Iont know nun bout no tussle
That boy broke he on the couch them niggas don’t know nun bout no hustle
Grab my chop up off the couch its playing songs like DJ Mustard 
She said that we met last night bitch that wasn’t me yeah that’s my cousin 
I’m on your block with the glock bitch I get to shooting
Pull up with Lil Ree get assist lil bitch we hooping
She wanna fuck with me I told the lil bitch she stupid
She don’t give no fuck she still wanna come do it

MY CHOPPA1 [Prod. bozzzie x skaniedaniel x highroller]

Watch the making of this song (studio vlog): https://youtu.be/esREVkSSUzA?si=dwHChaQGD3M_YkoI

Lyrics: 

Million dollar checks 
I got them diamonds on my neck
I got your bitch she tryna flex
I got my niggas ready to step
That boy talk tough he getting stretched
We be riding around the city with a clip tryna get a tech
Aftermath she wipe me down I told that bitch she made a mess
Million dollar checks that bitch wanna fuck for cash she got me stressed
Million dollar checks I bought that lil bitch head he better not miss
Million dollar cash walked in with a bag he ain’t on shit

Balenciaga swag that don’t mean he rich
He ain’t drop no bag I heard he punching all his fits
I heard- 
I heard them refunds yeah they hit
Roll up a blunt she pouring up we getting lit
With a bad lil bitch she rolling up
She said that she want my heart gotta find it first good luck 
I bet that she hopping in every time that I pull up 
You ain’t tryna talk about no money I ain’t showing up

Me, Glo and XD man what’s up
Got a hundred bitches I’m tryna stuff em in a truck
And I’m with your bitch we boutta get lit just like a blunt
I ain’t talking elevators but lil nigga we going up
Nigga said it’s smoke and now he got me loading up
Brand new forty-orty this bitch black like a hockey puck
Bitch keep saying she love me I’m disgusted now I’m like yuck 
Bitch keep saying she love me I’m disgusted I’m just tryna fuck
Smoking that Bon Voyage she took a hit and now she stuck
Gave my dawg a head nod he causing mayhem with that pump
Pop out with them racks you know that shit it come in lumps
Beat that pussy up she go to sleep I’m CM Punk 

Million dollar checks
I got them diamonds on my neck
I got your bitch she tryna flex
I got my niggas ready to step
That boy talk tough he getting stretched
We be riding around the city with a clip tryna get a tech
Aftermath she wipe me down I told that bitch she made a mess
Million dollar checks that bitch wanna fuck for cash she got me stressed
Million dollar checks I bought that lil bitch head he better not miss
Million dollar cash walked in with a bag he ain’t on shit

ROYAL RUMBLE x MirNumba9 (STUDIO VLOG IN DESCRIPTION)

Lyrics:

 I be running digits up  
I be counting cash drop a bag them shooters gon hit you up
Ride with some demons they some editors
Pull up on your block and they gon crop you out the picture yeah
They gon crop you out the picture yeah
Choppa take your soul it make you float yeah it’s gon lift you up 
Choppa hit like a damn truck
That nigga broke tryna drop a diss need to get his bands up
Pick your mans up
I’m fucking on this white lil bitch her name Samantha 
Lil XD not by hisself I got my choppa
I call up Lil 9 bet he gon slide pull up and drop ya
At your door just like a package
I was born in March when I hop up on the beat I’m bringing madness
Opps tryna do a show I pull up in the crowd with my shooters clapping 
I was tryna fuck this bitch but my choppa keep on calling it keep on nagging

It keep on nagging
It keep on clapping
I got that choppa bitch it got like 8 attachments 
Looked down at my phone and your bitch sent 8 attachments 
That choppa spitting nigga like a damn Dragon 
I wave this bitch just like a wand lets do some magic
He said it’s smoke look through the scope lets get it cracking
My bitch bad like a young Lisa I’m Lenny Kravitz
Bitch said why I bring my chop with me bitch we a package 
My bitch she love the chop she tryna load it up 
I shoot this bitch so much I need a golden gun
I’m so devoted to this choppa it’s one of one 
Which one I want? I want the comma or the drum?
This choppa scary if you see it better run
And that choppa in the seatbelt it ain’t never in the trunk
Pull that bitch right out the box just like some fucking Captain Crunch 
And I tote this bitch for my defense I don’t tote it for fun

MY CHOPPA2 x MirNumba9 [Prod. highsoulja x skreer x ashvs x pouritupsoda]

Lyrics:

Yeah, you know I get racks I get paid 
You know that them pennies get saved
And these bitches (?) 
Yeah, stack it up for a lil rainy day
And these bitches know that I get paid
You know that Lil 9 he get paid
Yeah, grab my 40 (?) wave
Lil bitch is you up and away
Tell that lil bitch you up and away
That bitch wanna party like rave
She put Lil XD on her face
She doing whatever I say

And that gas its gon take me away
Lil XD had to make me a way
Fall asleep the same time she awake
No you can’t be my bae
No I don’t got no cape for you, you not getting saved
You don’t feel my pain
Told lil shawty you don’t feel my pain
I been off the Molly and I ain’t feel the same
My bitch wanna come and fly me, jet, lil baby just like a plane 
Gas lift me up like crane
Lil shawty bad but I swear that she insane 
She don’t like what I’m saying
She said that my words been fucking with her brain

Yeah, you know I get racks I get paid
You know that them pennies get saved
And these bitches (?) 
Yeah, stack it up for a lil rainy day
And these bitches know that I get paid
You know that Lil 9 he get paid
Yeah, grab my 40 (?) wave
Lil bitch is you up and away
Tell that lil bitch you up and away
That bitch wanna party like rave
She put Lil XD on her face
She doing whatever I say

I GETPAID x MirNumba9 [Prod. lock x aidan8]

https://youtu.be/sM46hQ7yd78?si=rM07nVd6tOxoMDzf

HEARTSWAP (Studio Vlog In Description)

INHERSOUL

https://youtu.be/3XlWv5Zfkoo?si=kaMatEZgEWlgL7vL

Not a Christmas Song (STUDIO VLOG IN DESCRIPTION)

Touchdown x MirNumba9

Roll Me Two x MirNumba9

Bleed Tris [prodby_LEMON]

Clash Of Clans [prod. csupo]

WORRYBOUTU! [prod. csupo]

Bring It [prod Stoney2cold]

Watch the music video here: https://youtu.be/HMwIf9vxmtE?si=XMekzhozJfWKRnQB

Watch the process behind the song here: https://youtu.be/HMwIf9vxmtE?si=EnCFT6kDrMfAl26H

Nettspend- Say Please (Ceemix) [MUSIC VID & STUDIO VLOG IN DESCRIPTION]

Lyrics:

Chasing this money so let’s get to it
Smoking Bon Voyage and counting racks it’s therapeutic 
Bitch gave me her heart then what I do? I fucking roofed it
Nigga ain’t got no cheese he tryna beef this nigga stupid
Brodie selling white, that real white like that bitch Susan 
Fuck her from the back I told her ass I like her movement
Show you how to do it yeah Lil 9 a bad influence 
Hype as shit she tryna hit the gas now her ass snoozing
Big ass choppa when I shoot this bitch it’s speaking Russian 
Hop on 95 I drive this bitch just like I’m rushing
Big ass bag of money, hug this bitch just like I’m crushing 
Niggas broke as shit can’t even ball he on a budget
FN big as shit just like a musket I can’t tuck it
2 words for these hoes like Triple H I tell em “suck it” 
Chasing all these cheese I got my check up, Doc McStuffins
Pass her off the board right to my muhfucking cousin 

I’ma dunk it, get to bussin
Say that he want smoke Lil XD pop out he ain’t want it
Brodie get to hawking niggas down he a runner
Niggas get to talking bout what happened he a Gunna
Fuck around fuck up your whole career you Popp Hunna 
I be in the mall no lil boy shopping drop hunnids
Keep it on the low I only fuck her undercover 
If I hit you with this shit I swear to God he won’t recover 
Bitch I’m fly as shit they need to put me on the cover 
Put me on the cover of a magazine 
Glock came with a beam and a magazine 
My bitch just had a dream she on a magazine 
My bitch don’t even know that I was cheating it was Fashion Week 
I just ran me up a hundred bands yeah this my type of week
Bumped into an opp he tried my mans knew not to try with me
Think his bitch got sweet tooth this nigga know he sweet
I think I’m Babe Ruth I hit it past the suites 
I think I’m out this world lil bitch I’m past my peak
I smoke Bon Voyage this bitch wan match with me
She wanna top me up this bitch a super freak

GET 2IT x MirNumba9

Lyrics:

Middle fingers to the opps we going up
Pull up on the opp block then shit start blowing up
Freak bitch she eat the dick then the bitch start throwing up
Nigga say they want some smoke, we smoke you cannot blow with us
At the fashion show got your hoe front row with us
Whole gang got switches niggas cannot roll with us
Me and gang went OT cause some niggas told on us
Like a phone or a wallet keep them poles close to us
Bitch was geeking off the pill gave her milk sober up

She keep looking at me cup
Your lil bitch wanna give it up
She just wanna see the stars all on my new big Bentley truck
You don't wanna see the stars all on my semi I keep it tucked
Bad bitch and she ride like a demon
My bitch she might shoot you don't even gotta squeeze it
VV's on the chain this shit it be freezing
Me and your main be friends on the weekend
Taking your bitch and we cruise in a demon
I had to mask up I don't know if you seen it
Fucked on your bitch kick her out cause she leaving
Nut on her face and she couldn't believe it

Fuck that shit I'ma nut on her tummy
Said he want smoke its a wrap like a mummy
She fucking with me cause I get to the money
Wiping his nose his shit looking runny
I'm with Lil 9 my slime my slat
I'm with Lil Glo and he rolling the pack
Bad lil bitch she throwing it back
You stressing me put you need to relax

Middle fingers to the opps we going up
Pull up on the opp block then shit start blowing up
Freak bitch she eat the dick then the bitch start throwing up
Nigga say they want some smoke, we smoke you cannot blow with us
At the fashion show got your hoe front row with us
Whole gang got switches niggas cannot roll with us
Me and gang went OT cause some niggas told on us
Like a phone or a wallet keep them poles close to us
Bitch was geeking off the pill gave her milk sober up

SOBER UP x MirNumba9 x LilxGlo

Official Music Video: https://youtu.be/ovoYEVnW6Ps?si=YydHglTS36HHv4yI

Kim K (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

Official Music Video: https://youtu.be/kxF6DhBrysc?si=ypSVqRn-Ge7ecH2N

Tyrese Haliburton (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

Check out my YouTube (@ceexdyt) to see the behind the scenes of my music journey and to see who I am beyond the music :)

CeeXD (@ceexdyt)

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