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Lyrics - 

Yohhhh 

Sip exotic pop and I pour drank 

Catch the opps get 2 blowin till I faint 

I get cheese in the plug 

Get them back ends I count dubs 

I love money guns and drugs 

Hydrochloride in my cup 

Nigga u ain’t make enough 

In the bands I got Draco tucked 

Bitch I’m crashin outttt 

Walk em down don’t shoot the house 

Hittin juggs in booted 

I crossed the plugg like Neumann

I mix that rick wit trueys 

Dat boy he broke like ewwie 

Bitch I ball like Patrick Ewing 

Let’s shoot it out get into it 

Free bands on me this a movement 

Free bands 

Wake up hit a jugg with my mans 

Yeah I’m spending racks cuz I can 

Sip exotic pop and I pour drank 

Catch the opps get 2 blowin till I faint 

I get cheese in the plug 

Get them back ends I count dubs 

I love money guns and drugs 

Hydrochloride in my cup 

Nigga u ain’t make enough 

In the bands I got Draco tucked 

Bitch I’m crashin outttt 

Walk em down don’t shoot the house 

Pooh I know you feel a way

I got money guns and drugs so I feel like Gucci mane 

aint no lean gut but im mixing wok with lemonade

Yeah she say she want my time so how much u finna pay 

Ain’t gone show my hand got ace of spades 

yall aint know ran beat her case

got some slugs take off your face

Bands I ran up 

Flex it to the camera 

She make fan art 

She say yuka you so damn hard 

Huh thief yo in the night like ima vamp

Choppa take yo blood and then it sing like remi bandxz

Freak hoe she can’t hold her stance 

Huh you can’t go to sleep so here’s a xan 

Up the pipe like plumber at yo mans 

Yeah I jus took three grams in a trance 

up fye still bitch dont touch my pills

Dis hoe touch my clothes 

dont beef with lil kt cuz she dont got no chill

Packs straight through the mail 

Knowing aya keep it real 

Knowing I don’t give a damn shooters do it for a bill

money,guns&drugs. + yukatec (xangang) #9ensokyo

remilia bandxz ~ glock wit a body prod djyoungkash [KOUMAKAN RADIO EXCLUSIVE]

@xoolice

aye come cop a feat yuh
10 bands on my jeans yuh
10 bands on my feet yuh
make bands when i sleep yuh
new gun arp yuh
wake up, count, repeat yuh
ian ever sold my soul huh
bitch nigga not in my lane

bitches switching sides, fuck they feel like iynlane?
i might walk down wit a mask, bitch im feelin just like bane
bitch im way too abel to slime shit just like cain
put some money up on that table
i pop my shit so they know my name

red beam on the glock
and a hoe wanna fuck cus im up
dese niggas tryna side but they suck
im outside tryna slide wit a sig but its tucked
up pole make a nigga get crunk
dont up yours we gon make u dance
wit my gang stacking like its bunk
hope the racks came in cus i want them bands

bane (prod. xoolice)

(Remi)
Aye errday I’m gettin cake
Flan gon getchu flamed
Trap house I’m making sales
I smoke bro like a vape
Ninja low taper fade
Glock knock off yo face
Fled da scene I did da race
Yuh stick em hands up
Hit juggs I’m masked up
Opps lynched I hang em
I been in my manor
Mind yo manners, chop turn u to a dancer
Aye yuh, violence always da answer

(Nitori)
I heard u talkin so what’s up 
I heard that u want beef with us 
U rlly doin too much nigga my gang comin in real clutch 
U hating but I'm sky high 
I'm off the pills I cannot lie 
In the forest I'm so shy 
But if I pull up u gon die 
I'm up with patxhy sosa 
Stop talkin we do not know ya 
U rlly think the glock is fake well then I'm gonna show ya 
Pourin up with remi bandxz
Pop a perc and do my dance 
Went so hard I'm in a trance 
U want this life u don’t got a chance

(Patxhouliii)
I feel like Nitori, I’m goin to war
I’m movin like Zoro, I came with the swords
U don’t got a pistol, u just a lil boy
It ain’t bout no money then u get ignored
I stay with my glockie, u know that’s of course
I’m movin like military doin tours
These nikkas be bitches, these bitches be whores
They bitin off me cause they know I’m the source
Think u the one? U don’t got a gun
Bitch I’m Yung Patxhy, wtf u want?
Nikkas be hatin but they be my sons
Pull up with pistol on me then u done
Just like a marching band, I got the drum
Pockets be fatter than Big Pun
Pockets be fatter than Dave Blunts
Bitch I might smoke a nikka like some Runtz
Think u that nikka? U don’t got no rizz
Bitch I’m Yung Patxhy Sosa, what it is?
Talkin that shit but they really my kids
Crybaby ass nikka need a bib
Pussy ass nikka never did a bid
Why u be cappin bout the shit u did?
Talkin down on the 9 then u dead
Smokin on purple, sippin on the red
Hold up nikka, where the fuck is my meds?
Pop me a perky then I do my jig
Pussy ass nikka scared to go to jail
Go on that mission then u gone fail
Mickey Mouse ass nikkas gone tell
Bitch I can guarantee I’ll pay the bail
Get with the gang, boy that ship has sailed
Bitch I’m still sendin packs in the mail
Damn, nikkas be knowin that I’m shippin packs
Hatin on me but boy u really wack
Talkin down on the 9, u gettin smacked
I stay with the legion like my name was Xat
I call up Nitori, “where tf you at?”
We bouta hit a nikka with the gat
Spin a nikka block, I’m runnin it back

Remi x Nitori x Patxhy - Ninja (prod. nls2x + marisaguap)

latifah (prod. yk)

k-9 w / suwakonem prod  chrs

suwakonem - slide thru prod shem + josh bae (hosted by meee!!)

10mm (prod. xantos)

@luvendz

yea i hop out da whip
u do nun, u a bitch
get no money, boy u shit
see yo bro, he get zipped
finna smoke, me a zip
like a slave, he get whipped
dat boy brave, get wit it
we invade, just like zim
on yo block, wit dat stick
he get cropped, out the pic
i see a opp nigga im on it
smoked all my gas yea im on e
had to get 3 phones cus my phone dont ring
had to power up that glock cus im on that bean
dont throw away the cup, cus its stuck on lean
nigga check yo bitch nigga, hoe a fein

got a fn nigga u aint on nun
u is a bitch nigga yeah u wholesome
gimme sum za yeah im finna smoke me a j, hop inna rafe
get dese bitch niggas out my way yeah
glock 23 to yo face yea
i see these blues in my face yeah
im seeing the bread get the cake yeah
and im finna laugh to the bank like ha
think a fairy my plug, the way i get so high
nigga touch my bread his ass gon die
yea i flex on a bitch uh huh
do a dash on a bitch im gone
not top 5 im top 1
vamp bitch see no sun, dese niggas my sons
last time i had to check uh huh and u aint get no funds
how u say u aim at the neck uh huh and u aint got no gun
yeah i bought a new blick and i keep it tucked
itll eat him just like naan

luvendz:
im in the field nigga wit my guys
762 hit him in his eyes
im pulling up nigga tonight
niggas too nice i swear
put dat broke nigga over there, in this ct(sv) dont stare
eating too good too fat, dis bitch ass nice too fat
i get too high too fast, i hate broke niggas cant cap
get my dough nigga on route hop out the car niggas gon shoot
pussy ass nigga what u tryna do ,save dat boy before i hit his loot
yea yea, bullets go through his face
im tryna see if she got cake, talk down niggas get baked
im tryna run dis shi up all day
text dis hoe bitch where u stay
text dis hoe bitch where u stay

10mm (prod. xantos)

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