Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Slatt—yeah (What)
Yuh, yuh, yuh—turn me up (Let's go!)
Woo—woo—bih! (Brrrrah!)

[Chorus]
Loose lips talkin', he a rat, he a trick (Snitch!)
I ain't slidin' through the block, not a tick (Skrrt!)
I been tag-teamin' your chick and her sis (Yeah, huh)
My dawgs never sat, we was stackin' the bricks (Woo!)
Snakes in the grass, all hissin', no missin' (Hiss!)
2900, my set, we persistent (Yeah)
Diamonds from the neck, like a lake, they glistenin' (Splash!)
Got her jumpin' on the stick, Cash Carti positionin' (What, yeah!)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I ain't pop out on that curb for a sec (Nah)
Mixin' red with the splash, that's a tech (Splash!)
Buildin’ high, I construct like it's Tetris (Tetris)
Eliantte water drippin’ straight from the vents, yeah (Drip!)
He got that blick? (Blick) He think he hot? (Hot)
I seen him fold in the room with the opps (Snitch!)
I sip the Wock', make the clock feel stopped (Stopped!)
I don’t do love, she a bop, she a thot (Bye!)

Told her "go", now she pushin' that road (Push!)
Put her on game, now she chasin' the goals (Run!)
Turn her to gold, now she glow in her role (Shine!)
She suck it slow like a cone in the cold (Slrrrp!)
Countin' my bag, show the league how I ball (Ball!)
In the boutique, yeah, I’m takin’ it all (Mine!)
Standin' like towers, I'm tall, never fall (Tall!)
Look like Yao Ming, and my eyes like they small (Lean!)
Carti got the wave, now they callin' me raw (Raw!)

[Chorus]
Loose lips talkin', he a rat, he a trick (Talkin'!)
I ain't slidin' through the block, not a tick (Skrrt!)
I been tag-teamin' your chick and her sis (Yeah, yeah)
My dawgs never sat, we was stackin' the bricks (Uh-huh!)
Snakes in the grass, all hissin', no missin' (Hiss, hiss!)
2900, my set, we persistent (Wooh!)
Diamonds from the neck, like a lake, they glistenin' (Bling!)
Got her jumpin' on the stick, Cash Carti positionin' (Yeah, yeah!)

[Verse 2]
Gimme a sec, yeah, gimme a moment (Wait!)
I'm in the field and I feel like I'm chosen (Chosen!)
I bend it, I twist it, I mold it, then own it (Own it!)
They want the drip, but they drown in the ocean (Splash!)
Hop out the whip with a bag like I'm ghostin' (Ghost!)
I got the juice, and it's potent, no potion (Drip!)
Feelin’ like flames, every verse I be roastin’ (Heat!)
That’s why they copy, they clones in slow motion (Woo!)

Talk like a boss and I walk with precision (Facts!)
Stackin' these visions, got plays with precision (Plays!)
In her dimension, I ghost in her system (Gone!)
Then I delete like I'm clearin' the mission (Delete!)
Yeah, get that cash (Cash), flip it then dash (Dash!)
Turnin' up spots when I pop like a flash (Pop!)
Never gon' crash, I just flex on the past (Skrrt!)
Carti with the swag, they just follow the path (Slatt!)

[Outro]
Loose lips talkin', he a rat, he a trick (Brrrah!)
I ain't slidin' through the block, not a tick (Yuh)
I been tag-teamin' your chick and her sis (Twin!)
My dawgs never sat, we was stackin' the bricks (What!)

Cash Carti Position [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, huh, Jetski (Jetski, Jetski)
Fuck it up — ayy Fizzle, light me up! (Brrra!)
(Yuh) Woo! Gang, gang, gang (Let’s go!)

[Chorus]
Iced out grill (Bling), diamonds bite, that shit unreal (Woof)
She pop a pill (Perc'), now she dancin' off the seal (Wasted)
Countin' bills (Racks), blue face bustin' out the seal (Ayy)
Walk in flames (Wooh), red bottoms look like steel (Skrrt!)
Foreign bitch (Yeah), no speak, but she know the drill (She know it)
FN loaded (Click), shoot the scene like Cloverfield (Boom!)
Whatchu feel? (What?) Bitch, I'm colder than a deal (Freeze)
Cartier (Ice), I just spent that on a meal (Yum)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m out in Tokyo (Skrrt), pourin’ wok in matcha tea (Sippin’)
Shawty talkin' reckless, now she talkin’ on her knees (Slurp)
Nina got no manners, it go off without a please (Grrah!)
All my diamonds dancin', I got water on my sleeves (Splash)
Plug out in Ibiza, send the bricks like FedEx speed (Zoom)
Twenty on the dresser, thirty more up in the weed (Racks)
She just wanna fuck me for the fame, not the creed (Nah)
I just want her throat and then I’m ghostin’ like a breeze (Poof)
Snakes up in the grass — I hear ’em hissin’ when I walk (Sss)
So I keep that pole on me like Moses when I talk (Talk to ’em!)
My bro got that mop, it’ll slide just like chalk (Grrah!)
Now his name on a shirt, turned a flex into a loss (Pow!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Dior mask (Woo), cover my sins with fashion (Drip)
Bitch got hips, but her heart full of passion (Toxic)
Countin' up ten while the lambo be dashin' (Skrrt)
Blood on the bands, now the money need a napkin (Ew!)

[Chorus]
Iced out grill (Bling), diamonds bite, that shit unreal (Ayy)
She pop a pill (Perc'), now she dancin' off the seal (Yuh)
Countin' bills (Woo), blue face bustin' out the seal (Racks)
Walk in flames (Huh), red bottoms look like steel (Pow)
Foreign bitch (Uh), no speak, but she know the drill (Go!)
FN loaded (Click), shoot the scene like Cloverfield (Boom!)
Whatchu feel? (What?), bitch I'm colder than a deal (Freezin’)
Cartier (Yuh), I just spent that on a meal (Flex!)

[Verse 2]
Used to hit licks, now it’s 40 on my kicks (On God)
Bitch said she loyal, but she hoppin’ like a glitch (Cap)
I got the wave like tsunami when it hit (Splash)
He tried to surf, now he sleepin' with the fish (Brrra!)
Glock got attachments, came with a switch (Grrah)
I do my dance, then I vanish in the mist (Woo)
Opps try to talk, now he talkin' through a list (List)
Gold in my mouth like I’m talkin’ with a fist (Shine!)
Bentley truck, matte black — no cap (Skrrt)
Bitch got a back like a DJ clap (Clap!)
Whole lotta sticks like a tree in a trap (Wooh)
I don’t play games, but I still got a strap (Bitch!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Jetski, Jetski — flyin’ through the cash route (Cash!)
Shawty want the wave, she just tryna crash out (Boom!)
Don’t know how to love, all I know is max out (Max!)
Threw her out the spot — she was tweakin', spazzed out (Yuh!)

Iced Out Grill [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yo) (Woo) (Let’s Go) (Uh huh) (Skrrt!)

[Verse 1]
I’m the soul of my district
Mouth run like a misfit (brrra)
Poured up, now I’m twisted
Backroom with a vixen (yeah)
She wild, got ambition
Grind mode, no intermission (woo)
Used to move with suspicion
Now it’s Maybach editions (let's go!)
Ten deep at the table
All my dawgs been official (wooh)
Used to wash off the pistol
Now we toast with the crystal (bling)
Had to fight for my place
Now the throne sentimental
Sayin’ grace while I’m eating
This steak too monumental (facts)

[Chorus]
I’m the flame in the city (skrrt)
Whole crew getting litty (lit)
Bad bitch, got no pity (nah)
Swear she ride like a Hemi (vroom)
Glizzy close to the kidney
Nigga play, it get gritty (brrra)
She ain’t mine, just a quickie
But she still call me pretty (ha!)
I’m the flame in the city (uh huh)
Real ones ridin’ with me (yeah)
I be movin’ too swiftly
Nigga broke, he iffy (woo)
Now the room getting drippy (drip)
She say “Jack, come kiss me”
Nigga mad, come get me (yeah)
That .40 stay with me (pow!)

[Verse 2]
Threw the ones at the dancer
Got her shaped like a panther (woo)
She in love with the banter
Turned a scammer to a prancer (yeah)
Got a opp in Atlanta
He don’t pop, just banter (facts)
Bitch say I’m too handsome
Gave her face like a stanza (ugh)
Nigga hate but he envy
Told my dawg, “Keep it trendy”
We was pushin' that Wendy
Now it's lobster and Henny (let's go!)
Got her head in my Fendi
She want love? Don’t tempt me
I just flex on the entry
Left the scene feelin' empty (bitch)

[Pre-Chorus]
Big boy talk, no whisper (nah)
Whole set got richer (wooh)
Snatched her off of a pitcher
Now she pose like a fixture (yeah)
Fucked once, then I ditched her
Told the bros I ain’t miss her
She in love with a swisher
But she dreamin' 'bout richer (facts)

[Chorus]
I’m the flame in the city (flame)
Whole crew getting litty (litty)
Bad bitch, got no pity (nah)
Swear she ride like a Hemi (vroom)
Glizzy close to the kidney (blrrr)
Nigga play, it get gritty (brrra)
She ain’t mine, just a quickie (quick)
But she still call me pretty (yeah!)
I’m the flame in the city (flame)
Real ones ridin’ with me (with me)
I be movin’ too swiftly (fast)
Nigga broke, he iffy (fuck him)
Now the room getting drippy (drip)
She say “Jack, come kiss me” (ha)
Nigga mad, come get me (bitch)
That .40 stay with me (Pow!)

[Verse 3]
They was sleepin’ on me—(zzz)
Now I’m deep in they mentions (yeah)
Got a line full of bitches
Said my game’s too offensive (sheesh)
I was raised with the tension
Now I ball, no suspension (facts)
From the block to dimension
She pop out with extensions (glah!)
Talk slick, I might test ya (woo)
Hunnid deep in that Tesla
Nigga fold under pressure
I just move like a wrestler (slam)
Ain’t no cap on my dresser
We just blast then we bless her
Turned a loss to a lecture
Turned a bitch to investor (woo!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Steppin' out like it’s nothing)
(She with me, no discussion)
(That’s facts—let’s go!)

Flame In The City [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh (Pow!)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, let’s blow that drum! (BRrrra!)

[Chorus]
Snap that switch, then dip — (Zoom!)
Whole squad lit, can’t miss — (Wooh!)
Glock got kick, no diss — (Bop!)
I talk slick, then twist — (Twist!)
Run that play, then bounce — (Gone!)
She ride me fast, no ounce — (Woo!)
Too much weight in pounds — (Yeah!)
Heart stay broke, no sound — (Nah!)
Snap that switch, then dip — (Dip!)
Whole squad lit, can’t miss — (Miss!)
Glock got kick, no diss — (Brrrra!)
I talk slick, then twist — (Twist!)

[Verse 1]
Fast life livin’, I don't hit brake (Nope!)
Slide through shadows, I bend fate (Bend it!)
Gas on max, no chill, just shake (Skrrt!)
Eyes stay red, heart full of hate (Huh!)
Flip that bag, then roll, then stack (Stack!)
Ran from cops, came right back (Right back!)
She want chains? I want racks (Racks!)
I want pain with a beat that slaps (Slaps!)
Whole damn squad been cursed since teens (Teens!)
No daydreams — just cracked up screens (Crack!)
Pull that piece with a soul that screams (Bop!)
Bitch, I’m God in my worstest means (Wooh!)

[Verse 2]
Zoom, zoom, zoom — no pause (Never!)
Threw that check, no flaws (Clean!)
Bitch got drip — no draws (Hah!)
But my trust? That’s lost (Gone!)
Backdoor move with a mind like ghost (Ghost!)
Keep that blade close, stay morose (Grrr!)
Talk that trash, I roast (Roast!)
Jump that pit, I boast (Ayy!)
Runnin’ with fiends that bite for coins (Coins!)
Darkness made me, cut those joins (Cut!)
Pain my route, I break all points (Break!)
Heart too numb, I still anoint (Bitch!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Nigga, I’m wild — I bend that scale (Scale!)
I break laws, I set no bail (Nope!)
Traps got roots like thorns through mail (Mail!)
I spit truth — that flame don’t pale (Woo!)

[Chorus]
Snap that switch, then dip — (Dip!)
Whole squad lit, can’t miss — (Miss!)
Glock got kick, no diss — (Brrrra!)
I talk slick, then twist — (Twist!)
Run that play, then bounce — (Pow!)
She ride me fast, no ounce — (Skrrt!)
Too much weight in pounds — (Yeah!)
Heart stay broke, no sound — (No sound!)
Snap that switch, then dip — (Yeah!)
Whole squad lit, can’t miss — (Woo!)
Glock got kick, no diss — (Boom!)
I talk slick, then twist — (Twist!)

[Verse 3]
Bitch, I rage with no plan B (Nah!)
All black fit, I move like breeze (Whoosh!)
Check that smoke, I breathe in fiends (Fiends!)
Run from hell, still lost in scenes (Scenes!)
Tats on skin just mark that grief (Grief!)
Throne I built with broken teeth (Teeth!)
No goodbyes, I cut too brief (Cut!)
I don't bend, I tear belief (Rrah!)
Money get long, but my past still chase (Chase!)
Blood on steps, I love that pace (Pace!)
They want truth? I slap that face (Slap!)
I want war — not one more grace (Never!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Fast lane, full steam — let's fly (Skrrt!)
Break that beat with a scream, don’t cry (Woo!)
Whole crowd jump when the real one slide (BRrrra!)
Mosh this bitch — let the pain ride! (Pow!)4

Snap That Switch [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Walk with me) — (Slide!)

[Verse 1]
I was quiet in the storm, now my name loud (boom)
Masked in the mist, now the chain out (shing)
Wrote my pain in a spiral, not a safe route (nah)
Every line like a blade when it plays out (cut deep)
Ten toes in the clay, not a stain now (never)
Kept my soul in the safe, never trade vows
Talkin' 'bout they vision, but it's fake clout (cap)
Told ‘em wait for the bloom, I was laid out (patience)

Phone on mute — silence speak louder
Nights got dark but I birthed me a power (wooh)
Ink in my skin from the days that devoured
Now I bloom in the dusk like a moonlit flower (glow)
Rings on my fingers like Saturn returned
Never beg for a crown, I just let it get earned (real)
Used to starve for the light, now I bask when it burn
Tryna dive in my mind, you’ll get lost, not learn (uh)

[Chorus]
I float, I don’t fall (float)
I glow through it all (shine)
Rain hit my skin — still I walk like a god (drip)
No leash on the boy, can't cage what I brought (nah)
Eyes on the heights, not the talk of the block (never)
If you feel me then shout — we was built from the odds (wooh)
I float, I don’t fall —
Yeah, I glow through it all (say it)
Put my soul in the call, now they ringin' the boss (brrrra)

[Verse 2]
Had to dance with the silence, let it teach me (teach me)
Move ghost through the hate, they don't reach me
VVS in my chest, that’s my real piece (ice)
Can’t clone what I am, it’s too deeply
Every flaw I wore turned a crown on my head (yeah)
Every scar like a map to the path that I bled (mark it)
Dreams wasn’t sweet, they was laced with the dread
But I flipped ‘em to gold when they thought I was dead (wooh)

Don’t sell pain, I just speak it in truth
From the shade to the stage, I was holdin' the proof
They was throwin' they doubts, now I throw back the roof
Made a song out the void, now it’s light in the booth (light!)
Ain’t no mask in the mirror, I faced me
From the cold to the flame, couldn’t break me (nah)
Now I drift through the night like I’m spacey
Whole world on my back, move it weightless — (crazy!)

[Chorus]
I float, I don’t fall (wooh)
I glow through it all (shine)
Rain hit my skin — still I walk like a god (drip)
No leash on the boy, can't cage what I brought (never)
Eyes on the heights, not the talk of the block (facts)
If you feel me then shout — we was built from the odds (yeah)
I float, I don’t fall (float)
I glow through it all (light)
Put my soul in the call, now they ringin' the boss (brrrra)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah)
Glide when I step like my pain been taught —
Now the echo in the halls say I’m all that I sought (wooh)

Soul In The Call [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)

[Verse 1]
Heard he talkin’ tough, (woah) we don’t do debates (nah)
Mask on, slide through, choppa sing grace (Bitch)
Nigga caught lackin' by the Circle-K (boom)
Ain’t no movie — real clips, First 48 (facts)

He ain’t solid, he a foldable (fold)
Pressure bust pipes, Nigga showed his soul (uh)
I was movin' with a stick in the stroller (skrrt)
Now we duckin' helicopters and patrollers (fuck 12)

Got a Glock with a grudge — it remember names (yeah)
On the run, no regrets, I don’t feel the shame (nah)
In the trap, made a killin’ off a candy frame
Used to pray for better — now I’m blowin' brains (Bow!)

[Chorus]
(First 48 Bars) — no snitchin’, no breaks (nope)
All gas, all smoke, let it shake (Brrr!)
(First 48 Bars) — we don’t plead, we don’t fake (Never)
This that flex, this that gang, this that rage (Let's Go!)

(First 48 Bars) — Nigga duck or get shot (Boom!)
Bitch talk slick, get mopped (Pow!)
(First 48 Bars) — ain’t a game, it’s the plot (yeah)
I don’t rap — I confess with the Glock (Click, clack)

[Verse 2]
I was twelve sellin' grams by the payphone (truth)
Momma cryin’, I was prayin' with a flame on (blow)
Judge tryna box me — I box back
Nigga tried to run, got clapped in his back (Boom!)

Hood tales — I don't write 'em, I relive ‘em (facts)
Ski mask gospel — my sins too vivid (uh)
My dawg caught a charge, he ain’t flinch or pivot (nah)
Now I shoot like I talk — with a real cold spirit (blrrra!)

Tay-K mode — ran the race with a snub nose
Shot a op, then I posted up in blood clothes (drip)
Bitch tried to line me, she got left froze
Told her “don’t text” unless it’s pesos (ha)

[Bridge]
(Click clack) that’s a bedtime story (sleep)
You ain’t gang, get ghost, no glory (nope)
My life like a doc, uncut, too gory
Caught his face on cam — that’s a First 48 story (Boom!)

[Chorus]
(First 48 Bars) — no snitchin’, no breaks (never)
All gas, all smoke, let it shake (Bitch)
(First 48 Bars) — we don’t plead, we don’t fake (nope)
This that flex, this that gang, this that rage (Let’s Go!)

(First 48 Bars) — Nigga duck or get shot (Brrra!)
Bitch talk slick, get mopped (Pow!)
(First 48 Bars) — ain’t a game, it’s the plot (yeah)
I don’t rap — I confess with the Glock (Boom!)

[Verse 3]
Stray shots hit the mailbox, (bing) that’s the wrong addy
Still drilled — wrong crib, but I’m trigger-happy (fuck it)
Spent nights in a trap where the floor’s ashy (dirty)
Now it’s gold on my teeth when I laugh nasty (Ha!)

Talkin’ war? I got rank in the set (Salute!)
Nigga owe me? He gon’ pay with his breath (yeah)
Slide like hockey — leave ice on the steps
Ain’t no ref, just the tech when we press (BRrrra!)

I was raised by the wolves — not preachers (never)
Feds tapped my door, I was watchin’ through the speakers (fuck 12)
He snitched? He a ghost — I don’t see ya
Even church kids know I’m the street's real teacher (Nigga!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

First 48 Bars [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Ayo) (We in the stars now)
(Pow) (Let's go)
(Yeah-yeah) 

[Chorus]
XO galaxy, I sip on stars — no fallacy (splash)
Drip like tragedy, fashion bleed out casually (drip)
Bitch so bad, she ain’t real, she a fantasy (uh)
Neon tints on the ship, flyin’ past the canopy (wooh)
Fuck what they sayin’ — my mind in a odyssey (zoom)
Moonwalk in Balmain, step with velocity (skrrt)
Shooters all pixel’d — glowin' like prophecy (blrrr)
Poppin' off nothin', I made it my policy (bang)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t never sleep, eyes wired with the satellites (wired)
Shootin' through dimensions, got shooters with alibis (facts)
Fuck your lil’ talk, bitch I socialize in megabytes (click)
Rack talk fluent, my language got Fahrenheit (hot)
Chrome on my neck like I hacked into the light (bling)
Whippin' new whirls, every turn got ‘em tight (swervin')
This ain't no Earth vibe, I’m colder than Krypton (yeah)
I been that glitch in the code, not a sitcom (nah)
Ho got diamonds on her chest like a Voltron (glow)
Love me for the ego, I’m her icon (uh)
Swear she see stars when we ride in the dawn (stars)
I ain't pull triggers, they just blink — then gone (pew)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Pow) (Yeah-yeah)
Heart iced out like it's fightin' a coma (ice)
Bitch so wet, got a tide in the sofa (splash)
Money so stretched, it don’t fold — it’s yoga (flex)
Shooters in hoodies, ain't jokers, they soldiers (boom)

[Chorus]
XO galaxy, I sip on stars — no fallacy (splash)
Drip like tragedy, fashion bleed out casually (drip)
Bitch so bad, she ain’t real, she a fantasy (uh)
Neon tints on the ship, flyin’ past the canopy (wooh)
Fuck what they sayin’ — my mind in a odyssey (zoom)
Moonwalk in Balmain, step with velocity (skrrt)
Shooters all pixel’d — glowin' like prophecy (blrrr)
Poppin' off nothin', I made it my policy (bang)

[Verse 2]
Shawty got metal in her lip — like a savage (brrah)
Love her from a distance, hearts don't do baggage (nah)
I been in the lab with the math like magic (facts)
Fuck fame, I want the data and the static (bzz)
Big bang bands — made ‘em dance on a planet (pop)
In the metaverse, I got bitches in granite (frozen)
Shooter got no face, just a smile panoramic (grin)
I’m not a god, I’m a glitch — and I planned it (glitch)
Ayy, don’t try me, my aura get frantic (rahh)
Grew up in chaos, now diamonds organic (real)
From void to the gold, made my balance volcanic (lava)
Uzi in the beat, and the scene go Titanic (sink!)


[Chorus]
XO galaxy, I sip on stars — no fallacy (splash)
Drip like tragedy, fashion bleed out casually (drip)
Bitch so bad, she ain’t real, she a fantasy (uh)
Neon tints on the ship, flyin’ past the canopy (wooh)
Fuck what they sayin’ — my mind in a odyssey (zoom)
Moonwalk in Balmain, step with velocity (skrrt)
Shooters all pixel’d — glowin' like prophecy (blrrr)
Poppin' off nothin', I made it my policy (bang)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(XO-XO-XO — boom boom)
Galaxy dreams with the drip from the tomb (splash)
Bitch I shine bright in the void like a rune (glow)

XO Galaxy [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Let's get it) (Wooh)
Late nights, bright lights—shawty lookin’ tight (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
Shawty got that ass, yeah, she know that she the prize (She know)
Hit it from the back, got her moanin’ to the skies (Skrrt)
Runnin’ through these bands, I don't even check the price (Cha-ching)
Lit off the gas, got me floatin’ through the nights (Yeah, nights)
Shawty in the ride, and she do just what I like (She do)
Sippin’ on this drank, got her faded off a pint (Glurp)
Fuckin’ up the scene, when I pull up it's a sight (It’s a sight)
Diamonds on my chain, now my neck is full of ice (Wooh)

[Verse 1]
Young rich kid, and I'm flexin’ on the low (Flex)
Shawty tryna fuck, had to tell her “close the door” (Yeah)
Hit it in the stu, made a tape and then we go (Skrrt)
She ride like a wave, now she stuck up in the flow (Flow!)
Glock on the waist, for the ones that wanna try (Try)
Cash in the safe, got it lookin’ like July (Boom)
Shawty got a face, and a body I can't lie (Can't)
Do it for the thrill, got her screamin’ while she ride (Wooh)

[Pre-Chorus]
She said she love me, I told her "Stop cappin’" (Stop it)
Only love the money, I’m deep into trappin’ (Yeah)
Baddie in designer, that Fashion Nova snappin’ (Snap)
Throw it on the ‘Gram, all the bitches start clappin’ (Clap clap)

[Chorus]
Shawty got that ass, yeah, she know that she the prize (Uh-huh)
Hit it from the back, got her moanin’ to the skies (Sky high)
Runnin’ through these bands, I don't even check the price (Not at all)
Lit off the gas, got me floatin’ through the nights (Floatin’)
Shawty in the ride, and she do just what I like (She do)
Sippin’ on this drank, got her faded off a pint (Faded)
Fuckin’ up the scene, when I pull up it's a sight (Zoom)
Diamonds on my chain, now my neck is full of ice (Ice ice)

[Verse 2]
Ass like a peach, and she pop it like a pro (Go)
Double cup dirty, got me movin’ real slow (Lean)
Callin’ me the plug, but I never sold a O (Nope)
Haters tryna watch, but they never in the know (Nope)
Shawty real freak, said she love it when I choke (Damn)
Said she want a trip, told her pack it, then we float (Let's go)
All about the bag, I ain’t trippin’ on a ho (Nah)
Only want the top, then I pass her to the bros (Skrrt)

[Bridge]
She a freak, and she nasty with it (Nasty)
On the pole, yeah, she dance to get it (Dance)
Drop it low, let it clap, no limit (Clap clap)
And I’m high, in the sky, no ceiling (Wooh)

[Chorus]
Shawty got that ass, yeah, she know that she the prize (Yeah)
Hit it from the back, got her moanin’ to the skies (Skies)
Runnin’ through these bands, I don't even check the price (Cha-ching)
Lit off the gas, got me floatin’ through the nights (Floatin’)
Shawty in the ride, and she do just what I like (Vroom)
Sippin’ on this drank, got her faded off a pint (Glurp)
Fuckin’ up the scene, when I pull up it's a sight (Yeah)
Diamonds on my chain, now my neck is full of ice (Ice, ice)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Wooh) (Brrrra!)
She know what it is

She The Prize [Prod. PMO Music]

Check V1 over here: https://soundcloud.com/pmo-music-ofc/king-energy-prod-pmo-music
Tell me which one is better!

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Ayy, ayy (Pow)

[Chorus]
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up

[Verse 1]
What’s done is done, I ain’t stressin', I ain't run (Nah)
I get to workin’, get to servin’
They like "Here he come" (Yeah)
Where a boss from? Came up out the fuckin' slums (Yeah)
Turned a dime into a milli’, savin’ every crumb (Yeah)
I'm too hot (Woo), now she wanna top me (Woah)
Diamonds dancin’, no more cloudy (Yeah)
I’m up, man, I got it, I got me (Woah)
Ain’t no demon finna stop me

[Chorus]
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up

[Verse 2]
Money stackin’ like it’s Tetris (Yeah)
I been flexin’, feelin’ reckless (Pow)
All this weight up on my necklace
Got me shinin’, they get jealous (Woo)
Took a loss, I took a lesson (Yeah)
Came back strong, now I'm destined (Yeah)
Movin’ like a Smith & Wesson
All this pressure, got ‘em stressin’ (Brr)
I can’t switch up, I won’t change (Nah)
Got my vision, stay in range (Yeah)
All these diamonds hit like rain
I ain't movin’ for no lames (Woah)

[Chorus]
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up

[Verse 3 - Dutch]
Ik ren niet weg, nee, ik blijf staan (Pow)
Elke move, die ik maak, is een plan (Yeah)
Ze willen mij breken, maar ik blijf gaan (Woo)
Iedere stap, die ik zet, is een kans (Yeah)
Geld op m’n mind, ik verdubbel die stack (Brr)
Ben op die grind, ik kom nooit meer terug (Woo)
Zie hoe ik shine, ben de baas in de club (Yeah)
Flex op die haters, ik geef ze geen fuck (Woah)
Ik ben die king, ze weten het nu (Yeah)
Altijd op top, ik laat het niet toe (Pow)
Maak die moves, ik stap uit de crew (Woo)
Laat ze maar praten, ik blijf op m’n route

[Chorus]
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up
I don’t ever duck, all these opps be outta luck (Wow, wow, wow)
Got me feelin’ like a king, I ain’t givin’ up

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
I ain’t givin’ up (Nah)
PMO Music, let’s go!

KING ENERGY V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics: 

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah—outta town (woo), I'm movin' rounds (let's go)
New bag now, can't slow me down (skrrt)
Told ’em I’m up, they doubted how (pow)
I’m lit for real, no cap, no clown (BRrra)

[Chorus]
Outta town, out the way (out the way), gettin' paid (gettin' paid)
Movin’ stealth, catch no fade (nah), drop that flame like everyday (everyday)
Outta town, different state (yeah), switch my line, change my plate (skrrt)
Ran it up, no relay (woo), stack that fast, no delay (pow)

[Verse 1]
Hoppin’ on jets, it’s a hobby (yeah), passport tatted like bodies (brr)
Foreign ting call me "papi" (uh), she just wan' vibe in the lobby (let’s go)
Told that shawty don’t stress me (nah), I ain’t no rookie, I’m heavy (heavy)
Whippin’ that coupe, it’s deadly (skrrt), new lane now, they ain’t ready (wooh)

Copped that drip, imported (drip), moves I make, reported (facts)
Top floor suite, recorded (yeah), blue strips thick like hoarders (whoa)
No sleep, eyes on the mission (uh), back end hit with precision (pow)
New connect in the system (brrra), flip that quick, no friction (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I been outside, no warnin' (woo), get to the bag by mornin’ (by mornin’)
Ain’t no script, I’m storin' (facts), made my path, no borin' (nah)
Whole team lit, no snorin’ (let’s go), I just pray I’m soarin’ (soarin’)
Keep it low but roarin’ (skrrt), outta town, I'm tourin’ (BRrra)

[Chorus]
Outta town, out the way (wooh), gettin' paid (gettin' paid)
Movin’ stealth, catch no fade (nope), drop that flame like everyday (everyday)
Outta town, different state (state), switch my line, change my plate (skrrt)
Ran it up, no relay (yeah), stack that fast, no delay (pow)

[Verse 2]
Bands don’t fold, they multiply (uh), I touch down then reapply (yeah)
She hit my line, askin’ "why?" (why?) — I’m too busy touchin’ sky (woo)
New phone, who’s this? (Who?), new flow, too crisp (crisp)
Wave too strong, they missed (missed), lil’ boy better not diss (BRrrra)

Outta town, I vanish (gone), show up, they can’t manage (nah)
Pockets heavy like granite (woo), flex so clean, organic (let’s go)
I don’t talk, I show moves (moves), new zone, no old rules (rules)
I don't bend, no broke fuse (nah), all my wins like pro tools (yeah)

[Bridge]
Call from the plug out in Rio (ring), said next play like a free throw (swish)
I been up, no placebo (nah), my time now, no repo (BRrra)
Top of the peak, no equal (woo), style too rare, too lethal (lethal)
Drop that heat, it’s legal (facts), they watch close like a sequel (let’s go)

[Chorus]
Outta town, out the way (skrrt), gettin' paid (gettin' paid)
Movin’ stealth, catch no fade (nah), drop that flame like everyday (flame)
Outta town, different state (whoo), switch my line, change my plate (new plate)
Ran it up, no relay (yeah), stack that fast, no delay (pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Outta town—movin' right (movin')
No map, still see the light (let’s go)
Took my chance, rolled that dice (uh)
Now I’m up, no second life (BRrrra)

Outta Town [Prod. PMO Music]

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah (Ayy), let’s ride out (Skrrt)
Young Money, PMO (Tunechi!)—let’s go (Wooh!)

[Verse 1]
I’m slidin’ like butter, the stick got a stutter (BRRRA)
The wrist do gymnastics, it flip every summer (Flippin’)
My demons in Prada, my angels in black (Woo!)
I’m thumbin’ through commas while leanin’ way back (Yeah)
Codeine in the chalice, I sip like a king (Sip!)
Her body like balance, I ride it and sing (Let’s go!)
Tat on my face say I’m built for the war (Blatt!)
My tongue do the damage, my pen got a sword (Skrrrt!)
They say I'm a Martian, my spaceship go zoom (ZOOOM!)
The bass in my voice make the whole room boom (Boom boom)
I ghost through the smoke like a phantom in June (Woo!)
And melt through your system like wax in the room (Slide!)

[Chorus]
We ridin’ with fire in the trunk (Pow)
Cash talk dirty and the beat go dumb (Let’s go!)
Chain on swing and the glock go punk (Blatt!)
I don’t ever slip, got the game on clump (Hold up)
Double cup love, got me movin’ in slow mo (Sippin’)
Yeah, yeah—PMO, it’s a GO GO (Pow!)
Lighters in the air when I pop like a pogo
She gon’ drop it low, do the splits, that’s a logo (Wooh!)

[Verse 2]
I don’t do threats—I just answer with silence (Shhh)
Let the money talk, now the room full of violence (Boom!)
They thought I was done, now I’m back in defiance (Ha!)
The flow’s in compliance with lyrical science (Let’s get it)
I scribble in blood, I been inked by the gods (By the gods)
I move like a Don, they salute all my odds (Respect!)
Them perks in my verse make the fiends say “Damn” (Damn!)
And the kick from the beat hit like 50 grams (Woo)
I’m stuck in my ways like the ink in my veins (Yeah)
My chain do the wave like it’s caught in a flame (Bling!)
I’m skating on beats like I’m sponsored by Wayne (Haha)
I split her in two—call it lyrical pain (Let’s ride!)

[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t want war, you just act for the net (Nah)
I silence a hater like checks on a jet (Shoom!)
She know I’m the GOAT when I step through the set (The set)
Now she bend like the script when the climax is met (Whew!)

[Chorus]
We ridin’ with fire in the trunk (Pow)
Cash talk dirty and the beat go dumb (Let’s go!)
Chain on swing and the glock go punk (Blatt!)
I don’t ever slip, got the game on clump (Hold up)
Double cup love, got me movin’ in slow mo (Sippin’)
Yeah, yeah—PMO, it’s a GO GO (Pow!)
Lighters in the air when I pop like a pogo
She gon’ drop it low, do the splits, that’s a logo (Wooh!)

[Verse 3]
I’m inked in the game, no erasin’ this page (Nah)
My story got scars, every lyric’s a cage (Bars!)
They bite what I say—got ‘em stuck in a phase (RAH!)
While I cruise through the lane like I’m born in a blaze (Zoom!)
My mind like a maze, got a key in my pen (Click)
Every rhyme is a blade when it’s carved through the den (Wooh)
I talk with a grin while I stack up the sins
And her legs do the splits while she scream for the win (Win win!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah—light up, tune out (Ayy)
Lil Weezy with the PMO route (Skrrt skrrt!

Logo [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yo) (Ayy) (Ringtone!) (Flex!)
(Shawty blowin’ up my—) (What?) (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Drip)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (Woooh)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Nah)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Brrrra)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Skrrt!)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (Gone)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Let's go!)

[Verse 1]
Shawty say I’m rude, but I keep it one hundred (One hunnid)
Pocket full of blues, now the whole gang stuntin’ (Wooh)
Fuck what they say, I don’t answer no questions (Nope)
Money talk first, I don’t need no mentions (Facts)
Lit off the loud, bitch callin’ me reckless (Lit)
Flex on a opp, got his girl feelin’ restless (Ha!)
Bustin’ down packs while she postin’ my necklace (Ice!)
DMs on fire, all these hoes get the checklist (Swipe)

[Pre-Chorus]
Shawty say I’m cold, yeah, that’s facts not a threat (Facts)
She gon’ throw it back while I’m stackin’ the check (Throw it)
Whole team ball, we don’t ever need refs (Nope)
Bitch play games, then she left like the rest (Bye!)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Bling)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (She pressed)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Let’s go)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Brrrra)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Skrrt!)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (What?)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Stackin’)

[Verse 2]
Bands in my jeans, can’t fold that (Nah)
Bitch so bad, had to screenshot, hold that (Woooh)
Talk slick once, then the gang gon’ blow back (BRrrra)
Flex too hard, now they mad — yeah, hold that (Pussy)
Trap phone ringin’ like a Grammy speech (Bling)
Fuck 12, got the work where they can’t reach (Woooh)
Shawty ride me like a bike, no brakes, she preach (Preach)
Told her chill — I’m the boss, I don’t chase, I teach (Facts)

[Bridge]
Gang in the function, turnt off the Henny (Skrrt!)
Bitch act up, then she missin’ like Kenny (Gone)
Wrist so cold, need a coat in the Bentley (Froze)
Shawty keep callin’, I ain’t pickin’ up any (Nah)

[Chorus]
Shawty blowin’ up my phone, that’s a ringtone flex (Flex)
Wrist on froze, diamonds dancin’ like my ex (Drip)
Bitch mad now ‘cause I’m up, she just text (Haha)
Fuck that, I’m too lit — poppin’ out, no stress (Poppin’)
Ringtone flex, got her callin’ me a threat (Woooh)
Gang in this bitch and we fly like jets (Fly)
Hit it one time, then I left on read (BRrrra)
I ain’t cuffin’ no ho, just stackin’ my bread (Let’s get it)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Ringtone flex — that’s the call from a check (Yeah)
Whole gang eatin’, we don’t ever miss steps (Nah)
(PMO Music)
(Shawty blowin’ up my—) (Flex!) (Gone!)

Ringtone Flex [Prod. PMO Music]

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Oh tell me now (Yeah)
Shawty, just tell me now (Wooh)
Yeah, yeah, Babylon (Babylon)
It ain't on me, this pain built me (Pow)

[Chorus]
Who you call when the rain don’t stop? (Tell me now)
Who hold you down when your love drop? (Yeah)
I know you still feel stuck (Tell me now)
But play single when I pull up (For real)
Yeah, I came straight from that madness (Uh-huh)
Had to hustle up for that status (Stack it)
I don’t always speak real, but I ain’t fake (Never fake)
Tell me who got your back when you break (Who?)

[Verse 1]
Chains on swingin’, I don’t feel no love (Nah)
Shawty move slick, but I peep the bluff (Yeah)
We was late night, deep in lust
Now it’s ghost calls, no more trust (Wooh)
Feds on the move, so we ride low (Skrr)
Text on read, I don’t need no show (Nah)
She say “love,” but I know that tone
She don’t mean it, she just want my zone (Yeah)
She want time, but I want peace
Can’t give more when I live in streets
Love come hard when you raised in heat (Facts)
So I slide out quick, no need to speak (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
Who you call when the rain don’t stop? (Tell me now)
Who hold you down when your love drop? (Yeah)
I know you still feel stuck (Tell me now)
But play single when I pull up (For real)
Yeah, I came straight from that madness (Uh-huh)
Had to hustle up for that status (Stack it)
I don’t always speak real, but I ain’t fake (Never fake)
Tell me who got your back when you break (Who?)

[Verse 2]
I was numb, feelin’ broke inside (Brrr)
Now I flex with the pain I hide (Yeah)
Told shorty she can’t ride
If she play games, then she out my life (Facts)
New days, same code
Move with the team, can’t break the mold (Nah)
Still ten toes, never fold
If she real, then I might hold (Maybe)
But trust died in the dark
Seen lies tear good ones apart
So I keep my heart in the vault (Locked)
No reply when she call (Click)

[Chorus]
Who you call when the rain don’t stop? (Tell me now)
Who hold you down when your love drop? (Yeah)
I know you still feel stuck (Tell me now)
But play single when I pull up (For real)
Yeah, I came straight from that madness (Uh-huh)
Had to hustle up for that status (Stack it)
I don’t always speak real, but I ain’t fake (Never fake)
Tell me who got your back when you break (Who?)


[Chorus]
Who hold you close when the night gets wild? (Tell me now)
Who sees the truth when you fake that smile? (Yeah)
I know you miss that vibe (Tell me now)
But you switch up when I come in style (For real)
Yeah, I bled just to stand on gold yeh


[Outro]
(PMO Music)

Who ? [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Wooh)
No signal in the hills, now they can't reach me (Skrrt)
Fake vibes fade when the real get preachy (Sheesh)

[Verse 1]
I was dolo in the loft, watchin' smoke swirl (Smoke)
Now my name buzzin’ heavy in the whole world (Facts)
She ain't loyal, let her slide, I don’t hold girls (Nah)
Marble floors echo steps when I stroll, girl (Yeah)
I don't flex for the 'Gram, this my life, G (G)
Even demons show respect when they sight me (Wooh)
Got a shooter readin’ scripture on a night beat (Brrrra)
I been floatin' off the pain, gettin’ high-key (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
I got no signal in the hills, still I’m tapped in (Tapped in)
No postin', but the checkbook active (Cha-ching)
She want vibes, but I’m stuck in a backspin (Backspin)
Fell in love with a ghost — call it past tense (Ha)
No signal in the hills, but the gold glow (Glow)
Hundred mil' dreams wrapped in rose gold (Skrrt)
Labels callin', but I move like I’m solo (Solo)
All that noise gettin’ lost in the ozone (Wooh)

[Verse 2]
Got a call from my ex, said I changed quick (Quick)
Told her love don't live here — it’s vacant (Vacant)
Now the wrist worth more than the bracelet (Ice)
And my shooter got a scope, not to waste it (Pow)
Used to pray for a meal — now I hate breaks (Hate it)
Grew my circle tight, less snake shit (Yeah)
Now it's AMG curves when I lane switch (Skrrt)
Coupe flyin' like the whole whip weightless (Let’s ride)

[Chorus]
I got no signal in the hills, still I’m tapped in (Tapped in)
No postin', but the checkbook active (Active)
She want vibes, but I’m stuck in a backspin (Spin out)
Fell in love with a ghost — call it past tense (Woooh)
No signal in the hills, but the gold glow (Glow)
Hundred mil' dreams wrapped in rose gold (Facts)
Labels callin', but I move like I’m solo (Solo)
All that noise gettin’ lost in the ozone (Gone)

[Bridge]
Money tall, no talk, just show signs (Show signs)
I been ghost, no reach, on my own time (Own time)
Took the stairs to the top, had to grow mine (Grow mine)
Now my life on freeze like a snowline (Wooh)

[Verse 3]
Y’all was sleepin’ — now the wave got 'em seasick (Splash)
I was built for the crown, not a remix (Nah)
She want love, but I ghost — no prefix (Gone)
Now she sendin’ all caps like a tweet glitch (Ha)
In the hills, no bars but my stock rise (Rise up)
Every move feelin’ different like I got ties (Got 'em)
Tory flow in my pen when I drop lines (Let’s go)
And the wrist talk back like it’s online (Brrra)

[Chorus]
I got no signal in the hills, still I’m tapped in (Tapped in)
No postin', but the checkbook active (Active)
She want vibes, but I’m stuck in a backspin (Backspin)
Fell in love with a ghost — call it past tense (Past)
No signal in the hills, but the gold glow (Yeah)
Hundred mil' dreams wrapped in rose gold (Dreams)
Labels callin', but I move like I’m solo (Solo)
All that noise gettin’ lost in the ozone (Ozone)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah)
No signal, no chains — just a clear view (Clear)

Lost In The Ozone [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Hah) (Let's Go!)
Yeah — we up now (Woo), whole team lit (Brrra)
Blessings on blessings, you feel me? (Flex)

[Chorus]
It’s a movie (What?)
Used to struggle now it’s Gucci (Yeah)
Got a toolie (Brrr), diamonds wet like I’m in Jacuzzi (Splash)
Made a flip, no magic (Nah)
Now the safe doin’ backflips (Woo)
Pullin' up with a bad chick (Skrrt)
She don't talk, just bag shit (Uh)
It’s a movie (Yeah), used to struggle now it's Gucci (Drip)
Got a toolie (Pow), diamonds wet like I’m in Jacuzzi (Let's go!)
Made a flip, no magic (No cap)
Now the safe doin’ backflips (Yuh)
Pullin' up with a bad chick (Bad)
She don’t talk, just bag shit (Hah)

[Verse 1]
Run it up (Skrrt), talk big plays, no runner-up (Nah)
Neck froze like I’m summer stuck (Ice)
All gas, I don't pump enough (Zoom)
She on me like I'm bubble gum (Chew)
Big racks, I don't fumble none (Stacks)
Talk slick, then the drum'll hum (Boom)
Got heat like a summer sun (Blow!)
These hoes love how I thumb through funds (Cash)
Real boss, I don't check in (Nah)
Two freaks in the Westin (Yeah)
Dope drip, I'm a weapon (Flex)
Whole life is a blessin' (Wooo)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Pow) I was down, now I'm way up (Way up)
(Prrr) Used to starve, now my plate up (Yuh)
(Brrra) Chain swing like it ate up (Woo)
Now they lookin' like "Wait up!" (Wait!)
We don’t pause, we apply more (Facts)
I’m the wave, like a tidal (Splash)
Cashed out on arrival (Skrrt)
Now I shine like a light show (Flash!)

[Chorus]
It’s a movie (Yeah)
Used to struggle now it's Gucci (Drip)
Got a toolie (Woo), diamonds wet like I’m in Jacuzzi (Wet)
Made a flip, no magic (Nah)
Now the safe doin’ backflips (Yeah)
Pullin' up with a bad chick (Skrrt)
She don't talk, just bag shit (Hah)
It’s a movie (What?), used to struggle now it's Gucci (Flex)
Got a toolie (Boom), diamonds wet like I’m in Jacuzzi (Yuh)
Made a flip, no magic (Woo)
Now the safe doin’ backflips (Brrra)
Pullin' up with a bad chick (Sheesh)
She don't talk, just bag shit (Uh)

[Verse 2]
I'm a don, ain't no fakery (Nah)
From the mud but it made me G (Let’s Go)
Drip talk like it's Maybelline (Drip)
Wrist glow like it's Mayan bling (Ice)
Big smoke, no bakery (Smoke)
You hate me? That’s latency (Woo)
Got rich with no agency (Yuh)
Did dirt — no latency (Skrrt)
On go like I’m wired up (Zoom)
Too fly, I’m higher up (High)
Whole team got fire touch (Flame)
Now we cook like the fryer up (Hot)

[Bridge]
(Brrra) Every day is a payday (Facts)
I don't flex, this a layway (Hah)
Got a Glock for the melee (Boom)
In the club like it's Bay Day (Let’s Go)
She twerkin' for a blue note (Twerk)
I'm lit like a new coat (Drip)
Winnin' like I knew votes (Facts)
Your pockets got loopholes (Broke!)

[Outro]
It’s a movie (What?)
Used to struggle now it’s Gucci (Woo)
Got a toolie (Skrrt), diamonds wet like I’m in Jacuzzi (Yuh)
Made a flip, no magic (Nah)
Now the safe doin’ backflips (Back)
Pullin' up with a bad chick (Hah)
She don't talk, just bag shit (Flex)
It’s a movie (Yeah), used to struggle now it's Gucci (Flex)

Movie [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Uh)
(We been through it all) (Look)
(This for the ones who feel that pain, nigga)

[Verse 1]
Used to stare at ceilings with my stomach tight (tight)
Moms cryin’ in the kitchen, no food in sight (sight)
I was tryna hustle — not for stripes, but life (life)
Every loss built a monster, sharpened like a knife (brrrra)
Talked to God but He was quiet, still I rode alone (alone)
Saw my brother take that charge — he ain’t coming home (fuck)
Tears dried up, heart froze to a boulder
Felt the streets' grip wrap tight on my shoulder (tight)
Niggas plot daily, so I’m movin' militant (yeah)
Grew immune to that pain, now I’m killin' it (wooh)
You don’t know what it feel like starin' at them walls (walls)
Knowing next move either win or we fall (fall)

[Chorus]
I had to bleed just to breathe, this ain’t luck, nigga (nope)
Fought demons every night, I’m still up, nigga (still up)
They don’t see the scars, they just see the wrist glow (ice)
But this pain run deeper than a pistol (pow)
I was broke, now I’m broke in my soul, bih (soul)
Still I go, let it roll, I don’t fold, bich (never)
This for every trap dream never seen light (light)
We just tryna make it home through the long night (facts)

[Verse 2]
Talk real, nigga — this ain’t for the weak
Seen a nigga die young for a chain and some sneaks (boom)
Life cheap when you broke, dreams gettin' leased
I was servin’ pain, now I spit it on beats (beats)
Ain’t no therapy when your trauma too loud (nah)
Pop said don’t cry — just make that man proud (proud)
So I grind with a chip, pain thick in my script
I ain’t rich in my spirit but I’m built to commit (uh)
Seen a friend turn snake for a bag and a bit
Now I walk like I’m hunted with a hand on the grip (grrah)
Can’t trust no one, these streets too slippery (too slick)
Gotta keep shit tight like artillery (tight)

[Pre-Chorus]
Everything I got — paid in blood and tears (blood)
Voices in my head been loud for years (damn)
You don’t see the dark, just the diamonds I flash
But them nights got colder with every bag (facts)

[Chorus]
I had to bleed just to breathe, this ain’t luck, nigga (nah)
Fought demons every night, I’m still up, nigga (I’m still up)
They don’t see the scars, they just see the wrist glow (glow)
But this pain run deeper than a pistol (brrrra)
I was broke, now I’m broke in my soul, bich (broke)
Still I go, let it roll, I don’t fold, bich (let it roll)
This for every trap dream never seen light (light)
We just tryna make it home through the long night (let’s go)

[Bridge]
Tryna cope with the guilt — ain't no therapist (nah)
Every friend lost left a scar on my heritage (my soul)
Mama said "pray" — I just loaded my weapon
‘Cause the prayers went unanswered, now I teach ‘em a lesson (pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Let’s Go)
(This for the ones who know struggle ain't a choice)
(We just made it rhyme)
(Roll on)

This Ain't Luck [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Frrt, frrt)
(PMO Music) (Skrrt)
Yuh, blicky go bling (Pow)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Demon demeanor, bitch, I'm a tweaker
Posted in the shadows, got a scope, I'm a seeker (Skrrt)
Trap hot, bitch, you know where the fiends be (Wooh)
Glock got a switch, now it sing like it's R&B (Grrrah)
Blick in the couch, I ain't never got a reach deep (Yeah)
Ops talk loud, but they fold when they see me (Brrr)
Whip in the kitchen, turn a zip to a three-piece
Mask on tight, now I slide like a ski team (Pow)

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, crept through the alley
Big drum on the stick, make it kick like it's Bally (Boom)
Uh, uh, ain't doin' no rally
Solo with the smoke, I'ma tote for the tally (Let's go)
Uh, uh, eyes red, I'm zoned
Green beam on his dome, now he facetime chrome
Uh, uh, this blick ain't a prop
Click-clack with the mop, then I vanish from the spot (Woo)
I'm from that dirt, got the sticks in the carpet
Ran through the mud with the packs like a sergeant (Brrrah)
Glick on my hip, got it tucked like it's partin'
Talk out your neck, get smoked where you started (Yuh)
Play with the gang, then it's blood on the lens
Ridin' with the reaper, we ain't makin' amends (Nah)
Ten toes down, I don't need no friends
Got a fifty-round mag, and it fold like a bend (Boom)
Never trust nothin', keep a stick with the pole (Stick)
Circle real tight, all them other boys fold (Facts)
Hollow tips hot, make him dance in the cold
On that gang shit, bitch, I was raised in the fold (Glrrt)

[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, gang step heavy
Glock with a dick, make it bust like a Chevy (Boom)
Uh, uh, ops ain’t ready
Slide with the pressure, we pop out steady (Let's go)
Uh, uh, wrist on froze
Trap got a scent, smell the brick through the clothes (Woo)
Uh, uh, wrist game cold
Pyrex pot, turn a O to a load (Brrrah)
Thuggin' in designer, I ain't never had a stylist
Ridin’ with a chop big enough for a giant (Skrrt)
Talkin' 'bout bodies? You ain't never been violent
I was in the field while your ass was in science (Yeah)
Glock hit loud, make the crowd go silent
Plug from the east got the pack in a hybrid (Pack)
Still get it gone off a flip and a siren
Blick in my coat, turn a threat to a tyrant (Boom)
Whole block cursed, this the land of the damned
Shooters on call, they don’t miss when they blam (Grrrah)
I don't need fame, just a scale and some grams
Still count bands with the stick in my hand (Pow)

[Chorus]
Demon demeanor, bitch, I'm a tweaker
Posted in the shadows, got a scope, I'm a seeker (Skrrt)
Trap hot, bitch, you know where the fiends be (Wooh)
Glock got a switch, now it sing like it's R&B (Grrrah)
Blick in the couch, I ain't never got a reach deep (Yeah)
Ops talk loud, but they fold when they see me (Brrr)
Whip in the kitchen, turn a zip to a three-piece
Mask on tight, now I slide like a ski team (Pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Slide through the cut, leave the blick on repeat (Frrt)
Heart ice cold, feel the drum in the beat (Brrrah)
Talk that shit, now he under a sheet (Woo)
Gang

Ski Team [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics: 

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
(PMO Music)
(Slide on 'em — woo)
(Ayy, it's lit — brrr)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh) (Yuh)
(We up now — let's go)

[Verse 1]
Pulled up clean, new fit, no stylist (Drip)
Shorty want love, but I move too silent (Shhh)
Sippin' on Wock', feelin' vibrant — violet (Lean)
I ain't in the mix, but my name stay viral (Woah)
Countin' this cash in my sleep, that's vital (Cha-ching)
Lame tryna beef, but he sweet — like trifle (Haha)
I just slide out, take a trip, go island (Zoom)
Chain on freeze, neck dance — no recital (Ice!)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah) Shawty in my line, she too persistent (Ring-ring)
(Wait) Said she miss the vibe, now she reminiscing (Gone)
(Racks) Every move I make, got 'em second-guessin' (Facts)
(Told her) Baby, I’m a star, you just miss the lesson (Shine)
I don't do the talkin', my account been preachin' (Talk)
I just made a flip, new chain, it’s gleamin’ (Wrist work)
Told 'em I’m the wave, now they tryna dive in (Splash)
Playin' with the bands like a live set, vibin' (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Pulled up flexin’, made her double blink (Brrr)
New ice meltin’ on my Cuban link (Freeze)
Shorty throw it back, got me on the brink (Whoa)
But I don't do love, baby, I just think (Skrrt)
Wock got me slow but I still move fast (Zoom)
Said she loyal, but I’m cool on the past (Pass)
Told me I'm the one, I just had to laugh (Haha)
Baby, I’m the storm — you just caught the draft (Woo)

[Verse 2]
Slide through, tinted out, vibe too deadly (Skrrt)
Gold on my teeth, smile hit heavy (Cheese)
Whip so clean, make the opps feel petty (Salty)
Shorty look sweet, but the game too messy (Messy)
Bandz in my grip like I'm holdin' tension (Stacked)
Flooded my wrist, now I need intervention (Shine)
She tryna ride, but this car need distance (Back up)
I ain't your man, lil’ baby — I’m different (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ayy) I just do my thing, let the fakes get bitter (Wooh)
(Yeah) Ice on my chain, make the whole room shiver (Cold)
(Brrr) Shawty in the feels 'cause my name hit bigger (Facts)
(Snap) She just wanna flick while I’m countin’ these figures (Click)
New year, new tier, got my stock up lifted (Zoom)
Say I changed up — nah, just gifted (Flexed)
She said “Boy, you cold,” I said “Yeah, I meant it” (Ice)
Pulled up like a ghost — boy move different (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Pulled up flexin’, made her double blink (Wooh)
New ice meltin’ on my Cuban link (Glacier)
Shorty throw it back, got me on the brink (Sheesh)
But I don't do love, baby, I just think (Yeah)
Wock got me slow but I still move fast (Lean)
Said she loyal, but I’m cool on the past (Cool)
Told me I'm the one, I just had to laugh (Haha)
Baby, I’m the storm — you just caught the draft (Blowin’)

[Outro]
(Slide) Shawty tryna ride, I ain't slowin' (Nah)
(Vibe) All this money talk, yeah, it's showin’ (Loud)
(Brrr) Gas in my wood, got me floatin' (Up)
(Ayy) Told her bring bread — no emotions (Facts)
(Yeah, yeah) I’m the mood — not the moment (Vibe)
(PMO Music) We locked in, not hopin' (Woo)
Yeah

Caught The Draft [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yuh) (Ayy, let’s get it) (Skrrt)
(Murda bless your trap)

[Chorus]
I stack big knots, keep the stick hot (Bitch)
Run up on me, lil' boy get flip-flopped (Boom)
Choppa make a pussy do a TikTok (Wooh)
That's yo’ main? She sucked the gang, then lip-locked (Ha)
Hit it, quit it, ghosted—left her big shocked
Yeah, iced up, ho, my wrist talk (Bling)
Ran it up inside the Louie, check the wristwatch
All that fake drip got you lookin' like a mishap (Facts)
Flexin’ daily, yeah, I walk it like I preach
Broke boys quiet—why the fuck they tryna speak? (Shut up)
I go savage, y’all just tweetin' from the seats
You get no bread, lil' dummy, have a seat (Fuck outta here)

[Verse 1]
I count racks up, keep the mag tucked (Brrra)
Hit yo’ block with pressure, now it's bagged up (Woo)
Threw her back, her sis next, it was tag'd up
Then I vanish, on the money, gotta stack up (Zoom)
YSL, but I move like I'm maf’d up
Took her chain, now he cryin’ like his dad up (Ha)
Rollin' loud, every function gettin' gassed up
Ain’t no brakes when I’m movin', gettin’ passed up (Skrrt)
Say you steppin’? Boy, you tiptoe
We got Dracs and they spittin' through the window (Pow)
All this ice got me chilly, need a big coat
Hit the club, throwin’ hunnids out the limo (Throw it)

[Chorus]
I stack big knots, keep the stick hot (Bitch)
Run up on me, lil' boy get flip-flopped (Boom)
Choppa make a pussy do a TikTok (Wooh)
That's yo’ main? She sucked the gang, then lip-locked (Ha)
Hit it, quit it, ghosted—left her big shocked
Yeah, iced up, ho, my wrist talk (Bling)
Ran it up inside the Louie, check the wristwatch
All that fake drip got you lookin' like a mishap (Clown)
Flexin’ daily, yeah, I walk it like I preach
Broke boys quiet—why the fuck they tryna speak?
I go savage, y’all just tweetin' from the seats
You get no bread, lil' dummy, have a seat

[Verse 2]
Sippin' Wock', mix it dirty in the Faygo (Slump)
Tatted up, money loud, never lay low (Nope)
Bitch said she love me, I said “Bet”—then I skate though (Bye)
Ain’t no cuffin’, we just drill it, then escape, ho (Zoom)
Still the topic, every city, every state (Let's Go!)
Movin’ militant, I only ride with apes (Yeah)
You ain’t gang, better know just what you claim (Huh?)
'Cause my shooter itchin’ hard to earn a name (Pow, pow)
I be wildin', throwin' racks inside the air (Rain)
She gon’ bust it open just to feel the glare (Shine)
I don’t talk much, money do the pair (Facts)
Big chop in the trunk if you dare (Brrr)

[Chorus]
I count blue bills, keep the tool still (Yeah)
Run up on me, bet that fool killed (Boom)
Draco turn his body into cool still (Brrr)
That’s yo’ chick? She did the gang, it’s too real (Wooh)
Late night, slide through for the thrill kill (Skrrt)
Ice drip, wrist flick, check the new feel (Ha)
Talk tough, now he missin' from a true deal (Pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Ayy, yeah, bitch)
(Big knots) (Yeah) (Let’s Go!) (Pow!)
(Keep the stick hot)
haha
We Out

Big Knots [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Ayy, wooh) (Let's go, ha)
(Yeah, yeah) (BRrrra)
Uh, look, look...

[Verse 1]
I need 50 for a feature, need a hundred just to talk (Talk)
They throwin' hunnids in the air, got her dancin' in her socks (Woo)
I be slidin' through your city like my name was on the block (Skrrt)
Flooded out the bezel, now it’s lookin’ like it’s chalk (Ice!)
I been flyin' state to state, movin' weight without a scale (Zoom)
Shorty sniffin' off my Amiris, she addicted to the smell (Woo)
Runnin' through this game, I treat the label like it's jail
I got shooters out in Texas, they ain't never gotta bail (Pow!)
Penthouse views, with a view on the moon (Moon)
I got baddies on my line singin’ notes like a tune (La-la)
Yeah, they cappin' in they raps, I could smell it in the room
Every bar I drop atomic like I'm bringin’ back a boom (Boom!)

[Chorus]
I need 50 for a feature, need a hundred for the show (Show)
Got her poppin' out that Prada, throwin’ money on the floor (Floor)
Presi lookin' presidential, haters salty on the low (Low)
I don’t ever play it safe, I’m in the game, they movin’ slow (Skrrt)
Feelin’ boxed in, dropped the roof, now I’m floatin' (Floatin')
She a demon with the purse, switchblade, stay toatin' (Brrr)
Neck froze, wrist glow, Johnny D got me golden (Woo)
Make it rain in your town, now the forecast broken (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Diamonds dancin' like a stripper, got 'em clappin' in the dark (Clap)
I got baddies in Ibiza, pourin' liquor like it’s art (Splash)
My advance look like a ransom, got 'em watchin’ from the start (Ha)
I was built for all this pressure, every move a work of heart (Real talk)
New Ferrari feel like freedom, when I step inside it hums (Vroom)
I got thotties with degrees, still be playin’ with my funds (Ayy)
Yeah, she bad but she toxic, got a 40 in her bun (Pow)
Tell her slide, it’s never subtle—when I come, I really come (Skrrt!)
I just tripled up the backend, money doin’ backflips
Labels callin’ back quick, told 'em bring the cash quick (Hurry!)
I been grindin’ like I’m broke, even now I’m mad rich
Got 'em starin' at the glow, watch me like I’m Netflix

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah) I be movin' like a glitch, they can't pin me on a route (Nope)
(Yeah) Got the stick inside the Sprinter, we don’t do it for the clout (Never)
(Slide) I'm that pressure in the flesh, every show a different count
(Count it up) You was talkin' down before, now you beggin’ for a shout (Ha!)

[Chorus]
I need 50 for a feature, need a hundred for the show (Facts)
Got her poppin' out that Prada, throwin’ money on the floor (Floor)
Presi lookin' presidential, haters salty on the low (Low)
I don’t ever play it safe, I’m in the game, they movin’ slow (Let’s go!)
Feelin’ boxed in, dropped the roof, now I’m floatin' (Floatin')
She a demon with the purse, switchblade, stay toatin' (Click!)
Neck froze, wrist glow, Johnny D got me golden (Woo)
Make it rain in your town, now the forecast broken (Ayy)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah, we global now) (Real trap vibes)

50 For A Feature [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yuh) (Let’s go) (BRrrrra) (Pow)

[Chorus]
I stay locked in, got my Glock in (Boom!)
Run up on me, stupid bitch, you not win (Nah!)
100 rounds, make a fuck niga drop (Drop!)
Left his body twitchin’ like he got shocked (Brrr!)
That's your hoe? Bitch, I flipped her with my bro (Skrrt!)
Tag-team, then we dipped her out the door (Out!)
I stay iced, VV's glowin’ on my chest (Ice!)
Fuck a vest, hit his neck, now he rest (Dead!)

[Verse 1]
Big dawg, no bark, just bite (Grrrah)
AR got a beam, bring it out at night (Night!)
Off the Wock’, now my vision turnin’ red (Sip)
Hit a lick, count bread while she givin’ head (Slurp!)
Bitch I'm lit, fuck the opps, fuck the law (Fuck!)
Runnin’ through these packs like I’m Marshawn (Beast!)
Cartier frames, I don’t see no threat (Nah)
Keep a Glock tucked close like a pet (Boom!)
Niggas talk, but they never gon’ slide (Never)
Catch him lackin’ in his whip, he gon’ die (Dead!)
Big clip, make a bitch niga fold (Fold!)
Heart cold, fuck around and snatch your soul (Gone!)

[Chorus]
I stay locked in, got my Glock in (Tucked!)
Run up on me, stupid bitch, you not win (Stupid!)
100 rounds, make a fuck niga drop (Drop!)
Left his body twitchin’ like he got shocked (Shake!)
That's your hoe? Bitch, I flipped her with my bro (Flip!)
Tag-team, then we dipped her out the door (Skrrt!)
I stay iced, VV's glowin’ on my chest (Ice!)
Fuck a vest, hit his neck, now he rest (Dead!)

[Verse 2]
Ain’t no cap, I’m the flame to this gas (Burn!)
Switch the flow, hit the pedal, do the dash (Zoom!)
All these thotties tryna fuck me off the name (Facts!)
I just fuck ‘em, never love ‘em — that’s the game (Game!)
Send a shot, then reload, then I chill (Bang!)
Drop a body, smoke a blunt, then I feel (Woo!)
Never fold, never told, that's my code (Code!)
Fuck a deal, I want millions on the road (Bitch!)
Wrist froze, that’s a glacier on my arm (Ice!)
When I pull up, bring the thunder, bring the storm (Storm!)
Fuck a opp, leave his name on the news (Rrah!)
Pistol singin' like it dropped a R&B tune (Pow!)

[Chorus]
I stay locked in, got my Glock in (Boom!)
Run up on me, stupid bitch, you not win (Gone!)
100 rounds, make a fuck niga drop (BRrrra!)
Left his body twitchin’ like he got shocked (Ugh!)
That's your hoe? Bitch, I flipped her with my bro (Facts!)
Tag-team, then we dipped her out the door (Skrrt!)
I stay iced, VV's glowin’ on my chest (Ice!)
Fuck a vest, hit his neck, now he rest (Dead!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Snakes in the grass get cut, bitch) (Pow!) (Yuh)

Locked In [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Let’s get it) (Woooo!)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Blick on my side when I slide, you know it’s lit (brrra!)
She gon’ eat it up, then blow a kiss (wooh)
I’m in designer, that Fendi drip (drip)
Lights flashin' like a strobe, no glitch (bling!)
Yeah, yeah
Ten hoes in a Sprinter, they all gettin' picked (let’s go!)
Plug hit me up, now I’m back with a brick (pow!)
I got the trap on fire, that flick (flick!)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Diamonds they dancin', moonwalkin' like Mike (hee-hee)
Double G steppin’, I'm nothin’ alike (nah)
Bad lil' foreign she do what I like (skrrt)
Off the perc, I'm up all night (yeah, yeah)
Cartier frame, I don't see no ops (who?)
Beam on the stick, make 'em TikTok drop (woo!)
I don’t talk beef, I just send out shots
Paint his whole whip like a Basquiat (pow!)
Roll up that loud, I’m floatin’ like magic
She bend it for daddy, that body fantastic
Trap jumpin’ like rabbits, no Bugs in the attic (brrra!)
Countin' blue hundreds, that paper elastic

[Pre-Chorus]
And you know I’m lit, no flicker (yeah)
I’m with the plug, no middle (woo!)
Hit from the back, she giggle (giggle)
Then swallow the kids, no riddle (uh!)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Blick on my side when I slide, you know it’s lit (brrra!)
She gon’ eat it up, then blow a kiss (wooh)
I’m in designer, that Fendi drip (drip)
Lights flashin' like a strobe, no glitch (bling!)
Yeah, yeah
Ten hoes in a Sprinter, they all gettin' picked (let’s go!)
Plug hit me up, now I’m back with a brick (pow!)
I got the trap on fire, that flick (flick!)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Walk in the function, they starin' at me (who that?)
Chain look like it came out the sea (ice!)
Double cup muddy, I’m pourin' that tea (sip)
Shorty wanna fuck, then she roll up a tree (yeah)
Racks on racks, it don’t fold (nope)
She poppin' that peach like a goal (goal!)
AMG speedin', no patrol (skrrt!)
We takin' off, I’m in full control (let’s go!)
Bust down the wrist, it’s glowin’ like dawn
Woke up with twins, they both got blonde (wooh!)
Mixin' Dior with Louis Vuitton
Shawty a demon, she fuck like she drawn

[Pre-Chorus]
And you know I’m lit, no flicker (yeah)
I’m with the plug, no middle (woo!)
Hit from the back, she giggle (giggle)
Then swallow the kids, no riddle (uh!)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Blick on my side when I slide, you know it’s lit (brrra!)
She gon’ eat it up, then blow a kiss (wooh)
I’m in designer, that Fendi drip (drip)
VVS flashin' like a strobe, no glitch (bling!)
Yeah, yeah
Ten hoes in a Sprinter, they all gettin' picked (let’s go!)
Plug hit me up, now I’m back with a brick (pow!)
I got the trap on fire, that flick (flick!)
Yeah, yeah

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah!) (Let’s run it!) (Brrrra!)

It's Lit [Prod. PMO Music]

Check out V1 over here:
https://soundcloud.com/pmo-music-ofc/another-one-prod-pmo-music

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
ey, ey, ey (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Chorus]
Shorty too bad, I might need me another one (another one)
Fuckin' her friend, now she call me the troublesome (troublesome)
Hop out the jet, countin' racks by the hunnid sum (racks)
Talkin’ that flex, but they know they ain't one of us (nah)
I get that check, then I run it up, run it up (run it up)
Drip like a faucet, my diamonds just flooded up (flooded up)
Shorty get nasty, she eat it up, eat it up (eat it up)
Hop in the Lam’ and I speed it up, speed it up (skrrt)

[Verse 1]
She in the back of the Maybach (Maybach)
Told her sit back, let me lay back (lay back)
I ain't got time for the chit-chat (nope)
50 round drum make 'em zig-zag (brrr)
Shorty want love, but I told her relax (relax)
I ain't no hubby, I’m stuck in these racks (racks)
She throw it back, make it clap-clap (clap)
She ride the wave like a jet-ski attack (whoa)
Walk in the club, I don't look at the tag (nah)
Spend what I want 'cause I get it right back (yeah)
Hundred on chains, and they sit on my back (ice)
I mix the Wock' with the Sprite and the Act (woah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I just need racks, racks (racks)
Shorty got ass, ass (ass)
We in the back, back (back)
I hit the gas, gas (gas)
They throwin’ shade, they mad (mad)
I ran it up, too fast (fast)
Diamonds be hittin’, they flash (flash)
Too many baddies, they clash (woah)

[Chorus]
Shorty too bad, I might need me another one (another one)
Fuckin' her friend, now she call me the troublesome (troublesome)
Hop out the jet, countin' racks by the hunnid sum (racks)
Talkin’ that flex, but they know they ain't one of us (nah)
I get that check, then I run it up, run it up (run it up)
Drip like a faucet, my diamonds just flooded up (flooded up)
Shorty get nasty, she eat it up, eat it up (eat it up)
Hop in the Lam’ and I speed it up, speed it up (skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Walk in the mall, drop a check on some Louie (Louie)
Fuck up a bag, I ain’t worried, I do it (do it)
Shorty too freaky, she ride it like Suzuki (vroom)
Told her don’t talk, just get straight to the chewy (whoa)
Bands in my pocket, got knots, got knots (knots)
Shorty keep callin’, I block, I block (block)
Hop in the Benz and I drop that top (skrrt)
Flex on these boys, I ain't never gon’ stop (nah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Shorty keep blowin’ my phone up (ring-ring)
I don’t do love, keep the pole tucked (brrr)
I hit the gas, make the tires cut (skrrt)
Broke boy mad, he ain’t one of us (nah)

[Verse 3]
Hundred round plays, I might bust me another one (brrr)
Shorty too wet, had to slide like it's summer fun (slide)
Smokin' on gas, yeah, the loud be the thunder one (gas)
Feelin' like Zeus with the drip when I summon some (lightning)
Hop in the booth, then I level up, level up (wooh)
Shawty want more, so I double up, double up (yuh)
Patek on wrist, and it's bubbled up, bubbled up (bling)
Back in the city, they huddle up, huddle up (yeah)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Whoa, whoa, whoah

Another One V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (2025)
(Shhh) we slide in silence—(Wooh)

[Verse 1]
Got pain in my double cup, demons ain't speakin' up (Fuck 'em)
Chrome hearts, no heart—can't feel, just heatin' up
Switch in the coat, that bitch too neat, tuck tuck, we sweep it up (Skrrt)
Money long, my dreams ain’t cheap, I crash if I speed it up (Vroom)
Moonwalk on the edge of the blade—(Damn)—night talk with the ghosts, I paid (Paid)
Zooted off X in a foreign trade, mind ain't safe, but the plays been made
I don’t trust that soul in the shade—(Never)—steppin' with smoke, my fade got grace
Pill in the jar, I lost that face, but a opp go miss, no trace, just space (Poof)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m not real, I’m voided—(Ha)
Life got dark, I enjoyed it (Let’s go!)
Play with the kid get folded, .30 my twin, reload it (Click-clack)
Niga, my route been coded, pain in my past exploded (Boom)
Saints in the trap been ghosted, look in my eye, unfocused (Bitch)

[Verse 2]
These days I bleed through wrists of gold, got sins I never told (Shhh)
Soul on ice, but my wrist too cold—codeine myths in a story I sold (Lean)
She love me off pain, not love, that lust don't age, just grows (Facts)
I don’t do hugs, I tote, this F&N gon’ vote (Pow)
Dirty kicks, but I walk with fame—Niga got rich from stains (Real)
I don’t do games, got glitch in brain—my past got too much flame (Skrrr)
She cry off flex, not change, I slide, don’t text, just aim
Voices in heads been sayin’ (Pow)—“Don’t fold, just take that name”

[Pre-Chorus]
(Wooh)
Bitch, I talk to death, he whispered racks
Told me “spin,” I brought that back
Switch don’t jam, just click and slap
Chrome on hip, my fit go black (Yeah)
Sins I wear like designer tags
High off grief, can’t find my path
But I keep walkin’—(Wooh)—mask in stash
If I don’t make it, fuck it—crash

[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m not real, I’m voided—(Yeah)
Life got dark, I enjoyed it (Let’s Go!)
Play with the kid get folded, .30 my twin, reload it (BRrrra)
Niga, my route been coded, pain in my past exploded (Pow)
Saints in the trap been ghosted, look in my eye, unfocused (Bitch)

[Bridge]
I keep one eye in the casket—(Facts)—other on this dirty plastic (Clack)
Love ain't last, just vanished—she pop that pill, so drastic
I flip that brick, gymnastics—grip that steel, no practice
Born to lose but savage, I toast to ghosts with madness

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah)
Slide till I can’t feel time—(Wooh)—bitch, we bend that line
Money don’t heal no mind, just hide that hurt in shine
My world been tilted—(Let’s Go)—fuck peace, I need that climb
(Pow)
I talk to death, he fine—he ride with me each time—(Skrrt)

Unfocused [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Ayy (yeah), yeah (You know what the fuck goin' on)
PMO in this bih
Shawty, uh, yeah
Pull up, tinted lens, got the skyline peekin’
Icy with the flow, got the whole game tweakin’

[Verse 1]
Moonroof glow with a breeze from heaven
She like the wrist — that's a quarter past seven (bling)
Talkin' slick, but he ain't no legend
I been stackin’ chips like I'm built from Tekken

Shawty get loose in Balenci runners
Drop top ghost, make it feel like summer
Ice in the veins, make the heat feel numba
Talkin’ big smoke, but they really just thunder

I don’t chase clout, I just chase more commas
Movin’ OT with a freak from Bahamas
Black tint glass, but the vision clear
Ain’t no cap in the wraps when I shift the gears

(Grrr) She want the wave, so I surf in silence
Late night sins with designer violence
Whole team winnin’ and we don’t do minus
Money so clean that the scent go timeless

G5 seat with a meal off crypto
She like the life, but the love too limbo
Face real cute, but the vibe too sinful
Latex fit, and her tongue bilingual

[Pre-Chorus]
Hop in the whip (skrrt), no talk, just motion (wooh)
Shawty in the back, and she sippin’ that potion
Stars in the ceilin’, that’s divine devotion (yeah)
All this ice — need a whole new ocean (brrra)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, I be driftin’ (slide)
Neon lights got my soul upliftin’ (up)
Shawty got goals, but she love this pimpin’ (love)
In the backseat, that’s a new dimension (vibe)
All these bands in the safe — no fiction
Pop out once, and the scene turn friction

[Verse 2]
Codeine flow, and the thoughts too wavy
Dreams too loud, now the sky can’t cage me
Foot on the pedal like the whip my baby
Talk like a boss, but they still move shaky

She gon’ slide when the lights get low (slide)
Mix Saint Laurent with a touch of glow
Heard he talk tough, but he never did show
I’ve been iced out since the first hello

Bank roll fat, got my pockets stretchin’
Back-to-back flights, now my life feel destined
Rooftop views, and the moon confessin’
That this whole damn vibe feel heaven-blessed and—

All this flex, no lessons learned (nah)
Keep it on lock like the wrist got burned (woo)
Shawty too fine, but the trust still earned
Took a quick L, then the tide reversed (facts)

[Pre-Chorus]
Hop in the whip (go), no talk, just motion (go!)
Shawty in the back, and she sippin’ that potion (sippin’)
Stars in the ceilin’, that’s divine devotion (ice)
All this ice — need a whole new ocean (brrrra)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, I be driftin’ (wooh)
Neon lights got my soul upliftin’ (up)
Shawty got goals, but she love this pimpin’ (yeah)
In the backseat, that’s a new dimension (zone)
All these bands in the safe — no fiction
Pop out once, and the scene turn friction

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah
Lights low, but the diamonds beam
Every move I make — feel like a dream
Shawty on go, and her mind on cream
Ayy, it’s the wave now — full steam (let's go)

Driftin

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah—
Uh, yeah—wooh

[Pre-Chorus]
Mami, tú me elevas
Tienes lo que quiero, no hay manera
Tu cuerpo se convirtió en mi bandera
Baby, solo tú en mi radar (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl, ven, ponte encima ya (yeah)
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Tú juegas sucio, y eso me gusta
Andas misteriosa, eres mi musa
Nos vamos pa' Miami, tengo la excusa
No perdamos tiempo, girl, no pierdas tiempo, girl
Esto no es amor, pero tiene sentido
Veo en tus ojos, tienes lo que pido
Haces que vuele sin tocar el piso
Juntos vamos lejos, ya lo tengo decidido (yeah)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl, ven, ponte encima ya (yeah)
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl (yeah)

[Verse 2 - Dutch]
Jij bent mijn baby, ik voel me amazing (yeah)
We chillen overseas, dat is onze destination (wooh)
Jouw body gevaarlijk, ik verlies m'n patience
Blijf bij mij, geen twijfel, jij bent m'n fixation (pow)
Ik wil jou verwennen, ja, de sterren gaan we tellen (yeah)
Je kan alles krijgen, hoef je niks meer uit te leggen (wooh)
Ik lees in je ogen, jij bent meer dan even (yeah)
Deze nacht met jou duurt veel langer dan het leven (brrra)

[Pre-Chorus]
Mami, tú me elevas
Tienes lo que quiero, no hay manera
Tu cuerpo se convirtió en mi bandera
Baby, solo tú en mi radar (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Bridge]
En tu piel me pierdo, eres laberinto
Sé que no es casualidad, nena, esto es instinto
Bésame de nuevo, ya lo necesito
En tus curvas, nena, yo quedé adicto (yeah)

[Outro]
Kiki
Baby, ben je freaky? (yeah)
Wat's de dealy vandaag? (Kiki, yeah)
Kiki
Baby, ben je freaky? (wooh)
Wat's de dealy vandaag? (PMO Music)26 juli 2025 om 10:28
PMO Music

Dormido Contigo [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah—
Uh, yeah—wooh

[Pre-Chorus]
Mami, tú me elevas
Tienes lo que quiero, no hay manera
Tu cuerpo se convirtió en mi bandera
Baby, solo tú en mi radar (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl, ven, ponte encima ya (yeah)
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Tú juegas sucio, y eso me gusta
Andas misteriosa, eres mi musa
Nos vamos pa' Miami, tengo la excusa
No perdamos tiempo, girl, no pierdas tiempo, girl
Esto no es amor, pero tiene sentido
Veo en tus ojos, tienes lo que pido
Haces que vuele sin tocar el piso
Juntos vamos lejos, ya lo tengo decidido (yeah)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl, ven, ponte encima ya (yeah)
Vente pa' acá, dale jump
No pierdas tiempo, girl (yeah)

[Verse 2 ]
Jij bent mijn baby, ik voel me amazing (yeah)
We chillen overseas, dat is onze destination (wooh)
Jouw body gevaarlijk, ik verlies m'n patience
Blijf bij mij, geen twijfel, jij bent m'n fixation (pow)
Ik wil jou verwennen, ja, de sterren gaan we tellen (yeah)
Je kan alles krijgen, hoef je niks meer uit te leggen (wooh)
Ik lees in je ogen, jij bent meer dan even (yeah)
Deze nacht met jou duurt veel langer dan het leven (brrra)

[Pre-Chorus]
Mami, tú me elevas
Tienes lo que quiero, no hay manera
Tu cuerpo se convirtió en mi bandera
Baby, solo tú en mi radar (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Un ratito contigo, lento yo me quedo dormido
Antes era bueno, ahora soy tu elegido
Contigo quiero más, nunca me doy por vencido
Ellas piden fiesta, pero tú solo quieres conmigo
Nena, eres mi reina, estás jugando conmigo
Me tienes atrapado, y no sé lo que digo (wooh)

[Bridge]
En tu piel me pierdo, eres laberinto
Sé que no es casualidad, nena, esto es instinto
Bésame de nuevo, ya lo necesito
En tus curvas, nena, yo quedé adicto (yeah)

[Outro]
Kiki
Baby, ben je freaky? (yeah)
Wat's de dealy vandaag? (Kiki, yeah)
Kiki
Baby, ben je freaky? (wooh)
Wat's de dealy vandaag? (PMO Music)

Sin Permiso [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Mami, ven aquí) (Wooh) (Dímelo) (Yeah, yeah)

[Verso 1]
Dibujé tu boca en humo, noche abstracta en el club (Vamos)
Tu perfume flota lento, se confunde con el mood
Corazones difusos, bailan lento sin razón
Dices “baby, te quiero”, pero eso es ilusión (Eso es ilusión)
Luces de neón pintando tu piel (Tu piel)
Mírame y miente, lo sabes tan bien
Tu reflejo en mi vaso, tropiezo otra vez (Otra vez)
Yo quiero perderme, tú buscas poder
Sombra en tu mirada, fuego que no ves
Juegas con las horas, borras tu stress (Yeah)
Oigo solo “bla, bla”, tu voz es ajena
Dices “quédate”, pero yo ya no sueno a tu tema (No)
Solo quiero bailar, no preguntes por qué
Te inventas cuentos, me pierdo en tu red

[Pre-Coro]
Palabras al viento, se pierden, se van (Pow)
Tu amor en oferta, no quiero pagar
Humo y mentiras, la noche se va
Si sigues mintiendo, yo no vuelvo jamás (Jamás)

[Estribillo]
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Yeah)
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Brrra)
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Yeah, yeah)

[Verso 2]
J’vois ton regard perdu, tu cherches la lumière (Ouais)
Ton parfum dans l’air, la nuit devient mystère
T’as changé de discours, tu joues avec le temps
J’entends que des histoires, mais je sens plus rien vraiment (Non)
T’étais tout, maintenant t’es flou (Wooh)
T’essaies de revenir, mais j’suis déjà partout
T’es dans tes films, moi je zappe la scène
L’amour virtuel, ça n’a plus de chaînes (Eh)
Danse sur le beat, oublie la vérité
Tes mots, c’est du vent, moi je veux m’évader
Le jeu est trop long, je vois que tu bluffes
Tu veux me garder, mais je suis déjà off

[Pre-Coro]
Mots en cascade, se perdent, s’effacent
Ton amour en vitrine, j’ai jeté la glace
Histoire en fumée, la nuit se casse
Si tu continues, je change de place

[Estribillo]
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Yeah)
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Pow)
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake

[Puente]
(Ay, dímelo, dímelo)
Mientes bonito y yo bailo el error (Yeah)
La luna nos mira, testigo de amor
Entre palabras vacías, yo busco calor (Calor)
Pero tú eres sombra, y yo quiero el sol (Vamos)

[Estribillo]
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Yeah, yeah)
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake
Eso es fake, eso es fake
Baby, eso es fake (Wooh)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Yo sólo escucho tu eco, mami) (Eso es fake) (Yeah)

Eso Es Fake [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah — (Muevelo)
Sube la marea (Dale)
Ritmo que te lleva (Ey)
La noche se eleva (Wooh)

[Verso 1]
Luz de neón, piel de caramelo
La noche baila en su pelo (Uh-uh)
Mirada fiera, boca de terciopelo
Nadie la toca, ella manda el duelo (Pow)
Sombra y fuego cuando se acerca (Ey)
Ríe y todo se dispersa
Es un enigma de arena y perla
Latido lento, pero te acelera (Yeah-yeah)
Gira la pista, brilla la luna
La ciudad tiembla bajo su espuma (Wuh)
Labios de eclipse, besa y se esfuma
Danza salvaje, nunca se acostumbra (Eh-eh)

[Estribillo]
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena (Dímelo)
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena (Ey)
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa (Wooh)

[Verso 2]
Ando perdido entre sus curvas (Yeah)
Mueve el mundo cuando se turba (Pow)
Cuerpo eléctrico, alma turquesa
Me atrapa fácil, nunca me suelta (Ay)
Vibra de fuego, vibra secreta
Despierta sueños bajo la mesa
Ríe y gira como cometa
Noche de estrellas, noche inquieta (Dale)
Pide más, nunca se cansa
Solo en la pista, nunca descansa (Uh)
Ruge el ritmo cuando la alcanza
Reina en la sombra, reina en la danza (Brrrra)

[Estribillo]
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena (Vamos)
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena (Muevelo)
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa (Ey)

[Puente]
Y anda suelta en la ciudad, (eh)
Nadie la puede parar (parar)
Cuando te mira, tú caes atrás
Juega con fuego y se va (wooh)
Es un deseo que nunca se apaga
Gira la vida, todo lo cambia (Yeah)
Sabe que puede y nadie la alcanza
Ritmo letal, vibra que lanza (Pow)

[Estribillo]
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena
Nena, nena (Yeah)
Qué calor tiene esa nena, nena
Nena, nena (Dímelo)
Nena, nena
Qué sabor tiene esa (Uh)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Sube el ritmo y no termina (Wooh)
Baila la noche, vibra la esquina (Yeah-yeah)
Esa nena es gasolina (Ey)
Enciende el alma, prende la vida (Brrrra)

Nena de Fuego [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Wooh)
Ven conmigo — (Vamos)
Luces, sombras, calor (Ey)

[Verso 1]
Entre luces que bailan, se esconde la noche (Yeah)
Mi alma flotando — y tú en mi derroche (Brrra)
Miradas abstractas, lenguaje de dioses (Ey)
Moviendo el destino, soltando las voces (Pa')
No me hables de reglas, aquí nadie las sigue (No)
Ritmo de fuego — lo tuyo me persigue (Yeah-yeah)
Las huellas en agua, se pierden y viven (Ey)
Jugando en el eco donde el tiempo recibe (Pow)

[Estribillo]
Luces rojas, labios como rosas
Tu silueta se esconde, nadie la conoce (Yeah)
Bailando en lo oscuro, suenan mil cosas
Ríe la luna, la ciudad nos arropa (Eh-eh)
Dame tu magia, rompe el silencio (Ey)
Pide un deseo, que no se va el tiempo (Yeah)
Juegas y ríes, niña de misterio
Tus labios son clave, descifro el universo (Pow)

[Verso 2]
Siento el calor que desarma la calma (Brrra)
Sube la ola, la fiesta no baja (Ey)
Palabras que giran, perfume en el aire (Yeah)
El mundo nos mira, pero nadie sabe (Eh)
Rojo en los ojos, pasión que no miente
Historias secretas, corazones valientes (Wooh)
Dame un segundo, vuela en mi mente
Tú eres la musa que todo lo siente (Yeah-yeah)

[Pre-Estribillo]
Corre la noche, nadie la alcanza
La pista es nuestra, todo se lanza (Vamos)
Ruge el bajo, vibra la casa
Perdidos bailando, ritmo de balanza (Ey)

[Estribillo]
Luces rojas, labios como rosas
Tu silueta se esconde, nadie la conoce (Wooh)
Bailando en lo oscuro, suenan mil cosas
Ríe la luna, la ciudad nos arropa (Yeah)
Dame tu magia, rompe el silencio
Pide un deseo, que no se va el tiempo (Ey)
Juegas y ríes, niña de misterio
Tus labios son clave, descifro el universo (Pow)

[Puente]
Entre sombras — navego y no vuelvo
Las calles susurran, yo nunca me pierdo (Yeah)
Tu risa es un mapa, tus ojos un puerto
Seguimos el juego, bailando en el recuerdo (Ey)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah-yeah, así seguimos
Luces y sombras, todo encendido (Pow)
Nadie nos para, somos el ruido
Baila conmigo — el mundo es testigo (Ey)

Luces y Sombras [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Ayy, run it—(woah), run it up (run it up), you the one I want, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Feel the wave—(vibe), let it flood (let it flood), bring the sun up, uh (sun up, uh)

[Chorus]
Abstract, you the rarest, I like it (I like it)
You stay quiet, but you wild with it (wild with it)
Hidden in the vibe, I spotted, I got it (I got it)
Abstract, you the canvas, I paint it (I paint it, uh)
Kept it true, you been solid from the jump (from the jump)
You 24, all net, watch it dunk (watch it dunk, splash)
Swishin’ in the game, that’s a run (that’s a run)
Top floor, you the sky to my morning (to my morning, yeah)
Tried to break away, but you storm in (you storm in)
You my safe zone, I need you in the core (in the core)
And you the vision, can’t settle for a floor (never more, yeah)
You the—wooh (wooh)
You the spark (you the spark)
Trinity, you like three in one (three in one)
Vibe code, ten for one (ten for one)
You get vibrant (you get vibrant)
I like that spirit on you, elevation (elevation)
Testimony (testimony)
I like that glowin’ on you (like that glowin’ on you)
Look into your soul, that’s my ceremony (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Abstract, you the vision, I like it (I like it)
You stay lit, but you never too loud (too loud)
Hold the keys to the city, you wild (you wild, yeah)
Cashed out on a dream, made it yours (made it yours, uh)
Kept it sacred, I been in from the core (from the core)
It's 24, when you rise up—soar (soar, let’s go!)
Droppin’ in the lane, let it pour (let it pour)
You the reason I’m light in the morning (in the morning)
Tryna float away, but you gravity (gravity)
You my last hope, can’t leave it all alone (all alone)
You a true find, never settle for a clone (never, yeah)
You the—(yeah), you the wave (you the wave)
Infinite, you got layers on (layers on)
Ratio, rare as one (rare as one)
You get spicy (get spicy)
I like that pressure on you, innovation (innovation)
That’s your remedy (that’s your remedy)
I like that flavor on you (like that flavor on you)
Caught up in your eyes, that’s my holy matrimony (woah)

[Chorus]
Abstract, you the rarest, I like it (I like it)
You stay quiet, but you wild with it (wild with it)
Hidden in the vibe, I spotted, I got it (I got it)
Abstract, you the canvas, I paint it (I paint it, yeah)
Kept it true, you been solid from the jump (from the jump)
You 24, all net, watch it dunk (watch it dunk, splash)
Swishin’ in the game, that’s a run (that’s a run)
Top floor, you the sky to my morning (to my morning, yeah)
Tried to break away, but you storm in (you storm in)
You my safe zone, I need you in the core (in the core)
And you the vision, can’t settle for a floor (never more, yeah)

[Chorus]
Abstract, you the rarest, I like it (I like it)
You stay quiet, but you wild with it (wild with it)
Hidden in the vibe, I spotted, I got it 
Abstract, you the canvas, I paint it (I paint it, yeah)
Kept it true, you been solid from the jump 
You 24, all net, watch it dunk (watch it dunk, splash)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

Abstract [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Rollin’ up late, shorty got that mad mouth (yeah)
Swervin’ on fate, she just wanna spaz out (Let’s go!)
We be wildin’, ridin’ ’til we tap out (wooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Girl, just be honest—don't fake it, don’t front it (honest)
You the type of bad bitch, got my mind haunted (haunted)
I been takin’ Ls, got the bankroll knotted (knotted)
Ayy, I could be the villain if you really want it (let’s go!)
Poppin’ off, crazy, in the VIP, flexin’
Sippin’ out the bottle, tell your man he can exit (fuck him!)
We could take a risk, baby, no half-steppin’
Yeah, I like ’em raw, never learned a lesson
Shawty playin’ games, got me up, no restin’
Blowin’ up my line but I like the aggression
Say you wanna slide, meet me at the Westin
Shit, I could change your life—why you second guessin’? (yeah)
(Honest, honest, honest)

[Verse 1]
Ice on my neck, shorty wanna tap in (tap in)
She got attitude, fuck it—I like that action (brrra)
Hit from the back, nails diggin’ like a passion (wooh)
Play with my heart, now she askin’ for a caption (say cheese)
Pop another tab, yeah, I’m seein’ double vision
If I hit once, then you know it’s no decision (none)
Money on my mind, I can’t let ’em catch me slippin’
Walkin’ through the city like a motherfuckin’ villain (gang)
Slide through the night, tint low on the rental
She just want smoke, now she mental (crazy)
Baddie got dreams, I supply her the potential
Take her on a trip, presidential (let’s go)
Call her on the late night, said she need a fix
Shawty got a body like she came up off a wish (damn)
Said she love the way I move, love the way I switch
She gon’ throw it back for a little ice on her wrist (bling)
Never trust a bitch, but I love how she toxic (toxic)
Bring her to the crib, now she makin’ TikToks quick (ay)
Say she got a man, but she know he ain’t poppin’
Fuck it, bring a friend, now they both tryna lock in (gang)

[Bridge]
Rollin’ up late, shorty got that mad mouth (yeah)
Swervin’ on fate, she just wanna spaz out (spaz)
We be wildin’, ridin’ ’til we tap out (wooh)
Shit, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Girl, just be honest—don't fake it, don’t front it (honest)
You the type of bad bitch, got my mind haunted (haunted)
I been takin’ Ls, got the bankroll knotted (knotted)
Ayy, I could be the villain if you really want it (pow)
Poppin’ off, crazy, in the VIP, flexin’
Sippin’ out the bottle, tell your man he can exit (fuck him!)
We could take a risk, baby, no half-steppin’
Yeah, I like ’em raw, never learned a lesson
Shawty playin’ games, got me up, no restin’
Blowin’ up my line but I like the aggression
Say you wanna slide, meet me at the Westin
Shit, I could change your life—why you second guessin’? (yeah)
(Honest, honest, honest)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Don’t lie, don’t cap, keep it real with me (yeah)
We could turn the night up, baby, live with me (wooh)
If you ‘bout that life, come and chill with me
Be honest, be honest, don’t kill the dream (be honest)

Be Honest [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah (Wooh), I’m in the digital matrix, uh (Let’s Go!)
Stackin’ up stacks, all my wallets, no basics (BRrrra)
Online flex, send the message, they chase it (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Rich Nigga drip (Pow!), crypto in the wallet—bitch
US states on my dash, ride through like I’m presidential shit (Woo!)
Trump talk, fake love, I’m too legit (Yeah, bitch)
Snapchat filter on the wrist, watch it flip (Let’s Go!)
Rich Nigga drip (Wooh!), TikTok baddies do the split (Yeah)
DMs poppin’—blue check, never quit (BRrrra)
Bitch, we on that gang shit (Gang shit),
Money stackin’, endless pit (Endless pit, yeah)
Rich Nigga drip (Drip), Snapchat flashin’ when I hit (Pow!)

[Verse 1]
(Yeah) Crypto goin’ up, phone ring, it’s another lick
(Wooh) I be on that blockchain, no time for a counterfeit
(Let’s Go!) Bitch, I’m viral on your feed, filter thick as politics
(Pow!) Baddie want the code, she scan the Q like she a scientist (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck a border, I’m in all states, no limit (Limit)
Passport full of stamps, make a stack, then I spin it (Spin it)
TikTok dance, make it clap, she in it (Wooh)
Bitch, I’m too live, IG stories never finished (Nah)
Presidential tint, you can’t see who I’m with (Who?)
Snakes in the chat, but my circle never switch (Never)
My lawyer like my plug, keep the cases off my shit (Skrrt)
Trump talk—big cap, orange drip, fuck a snitch (Pow!)

[Chorus]
Rich Nigga drip (Yeah), crypto in the wallet—bitch
US states on my dash, ride through like I’m presidential shit (Wooh!)
Trump talk, fake love, I’m too legit (Let’s Go!)
Snapchat filter on the wrist, watch it flip (BRrrra)
Rich Nigga drip (Drip), TikTok baddies do the split (Yeah)
DMs poppin’—blue check, never quit (Gang, gang)
Bitch, we on that gang shit,
Money stackin’, endless pit
Rich Nigga drip, Snapchat flashin’ when I hit

[Verse 2]
(Pow!) NFTs on my chain, that’s a flex and a curse (Curse)
Bitches actin’ pressed but they DM me first (First)
Onlyfans bag, got her momma in my purse (Purse)
Nigga, I’m a problem, but I never rehearse (No)
All these pussy boys mad—tryna ban my account (What?)
Try to shadowban the king, but I cash large amounts (Yeah)
She got that Onlyfans fame, now she runnin’ her mouth
But when the cameras off, she be runnin’ to the south (South)
(Yeah) I be countin’ coins while they countin’ on likes
Meme stocks risin’, got me rich overnight (Overnight, wooh)
Bitches on FaceTime, tryna catch my light
But I’m ghostin’ all these hoes by the end of the night (Brrra)
Designer bag zipped, keep the pole for the fight (Fight)
Trending on your timeline, I’m the topic, I’m the hype (Hype)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah) City to city, I’m the glitch in the code (Code)
Only real ones in my circle, that’s the code (Let’s Go!)
Digital money, multiply the load (Woo!)
We ain’t talkin’ unless it’s commas on the road (Skrrt)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Ghost ride in the digital wave, we never dip (Never)
Send that snap, watch the world do a flip (Yeah)
PMO Drip—bitch, that’s the script (Pow!)
(PMO!)

Rich NGA Drip [Prod. PMO Music]

Check Out V1 Over Here:
https://soundcloud.com/pmo-music-ofc/flexing-on-you-prod-pmo-music

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music) (Yeah, yeah)
(We flexin’ on ‘em) (Woo, woo)
(Ayy, turn me up) (Skrrt!)

[Chorus]
I been flexin’ on you, yeah, you know what it do (What it do!)
Drip too cold, make the whole block shiver too (Brrr!)
Diamonds dancing, VV’s got ‘em blind like peek-a-boo (Woo!)
Catch me swervin’ foreigns, I don’t even need a roof (Skrrt!)
I been flexin’ on you, racks up, sky blue (Yeah)
New chain heavy, wrist game shine through (Bling, bling!)
You be talkin’ crazy, but we know it ain't true (Nah)
I been flexin’ on you, I been flexin’ on you (Flex, flex!)

[Verse 1]
Big bankroll, I ain't never seen a drought (Nope!)
Fifty on my neck, make a hater shut his mouth (Shh!)
Rollin’ up exotic, only gas, no doubt (Gas, gas!)
I just hit the jeweler, left that bitch fuckin iced out (Bling!)
I been speedin’ in that Lambo, hit the gas and I'm out (Gone!)
Switchin’ lanes, doin’ 80, gotta take a different route (Skrrt!)
I ain't worried ‘bout the past, all my hunnids crispy now (Crispy!)
You be cappin’, you ain’t touchin’ what I count (Nah, nah!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, who gon’ check me? (Who? Who?)
Money stretchin’ longer than a jet ski (Jet ski!)
I be rollin’ dolo, keep that toolie right next to me (Pow, pow!)
Say they want the smoke, but they softer than a sesame (Hah!)

[Chorus]
I been flexin’ on you, yeah, you know what it do (What it do!)
Drip too cold, make the whole block shiver too (Brrr!)
Diamonds dancing, VV’s got ‘em blind like peek-a-boo (Woo!)
Catch me swervin’ foreigns, I don’t even need a roof (Skrrt!)
I been flexin’ on you, racks up, sky blue (Yeah)
New chain heavy, wrist game shine through (Bling, bling!)
You be talkin’ crazy, but we know it ain't true (Nah)
I been flexin’ on you, I been flexin’ on you (Flex, flex!)

[Verse 2]
Louis V my kicks, Balenci on my shades (Yeah)
Got a model chick, but I still might misbehave (Hah!)
I just put the team on, put ‘em all in chains (Woo!)
Every time we pop out, it’s a movie, set the stage (Lights!)
Hundred K deposit, tell ‘em keep the fuckin’ change (Keep it!)
All these blue faces got me swimmin’ in the rain (Splash!)
Swervin’ past the opps, I ain't playin’ in their games (Nope!)
They be movin’ funny, so I had to switch the lane (Skrrt!)

[Chorus]
I been flexin’ on you, yeah, you know what it do (What it do!)
Drip too cold, make the whole block shiver too (Brrr!)
Diamonds dancing, VV’s got ‘em blind like peek-a-boo (Woo!)
Catch me swervin’ foreigns, I don’t even need a roof (Skrrt!)
I been flexin’ on you, racks up, sky blue (Yeah)
New chain heavy, wrist game shine through (Bling, bling!)
You be talkin’ crazy, but we know it ain't true 
I been flexin’ on you, I been flexin’ on you (Flex, flex!)

[Pre-Outro]
Pull up in that ghost, all black like I'm hauntin’ (Woo, woo)
Money talk loud, hunnids singin’, no talkin’ (Yeah)
Neck froze solid, lookin’ like it’s snow droppin’ (Brrra!)
Opps wanna creep, but my shooters still stalkin’ (Pow, pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

Flexing On You V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Oh-oh-oh) (Mami, escucha)
(Yeah-yeah) (Ven aquí)

[Chorus]
Quiero llamarte, tu cumple ya viene (wooh)
Extraño esos días, tu cuerpo en mi piel (en mi piel)
Cuatro meses pasan, no puedo avanzar (pow)
Aquí estoy, Hennessy en un martes más (brrra)
Todo me pega, mami, vuelve ya (wooh)
Tus ojos, tu sonrisa, tu cuerpo sin igual (let's go)
Extraño todo de ti, baby, sin parar (sin parar)
Esto es real, lo que siento no es irreal (nah)

[Verse 1]
Me diste fuego, mami, y me consumí (ah-ah)
Yo te di el mundo, pero tú lo dejaste así (let's go)
Ahora estoy perdido, mirando tu perfil (pow)
Y esas noches juntos, eso no va a morir (brrra)
¿Por qué te niegas, sabes que nadie más (nadie más)
Te dio lo que yo te di, nadie igualará?
Porfa, sal de mi Netflix, déjame en paz (wooh)
No quiero verte ahí cuando mi vida brilla más (brilla más)

[Pre-Chorus]
"Love Don't Cost a Thing" y "Love Actually" (yeah)
Las veo en repeat, pensando solo en ti (uh)
Me subes y me bajas, tú manejas mi mood (mood)
No puedo evitarlo, mami, es mi actitud (brrra)

[Chorus]
Quiero llamarte, tu cumple ya viene (wooh)
Extraño esos días, tu cuerpo en mi piel (en mi piel)
Cuatro meses pasan, no puedo avanzar (pow)
Aquí estoy, Hennessy en un martes más (brrra)
Todo me pega, mami, vuelve ya (wooh)
Tus ojos, tu sonrisa, tu cuerpo sin igual (let's go)
Extraño todo de ti, baby, sin parar (sin parar)
Esto es real, lo que siento no es irreal (nah)

[Verse 2]
Mami, ik mis je geur, mis die vibe in de nacht (yeah)
Zat met jou in de whip, ramen laag, alles zacht (wooh)
We reden door de city, m’n hand op je dij (dij)
Jij keek mij zo aan, wist meteen jij bent mij (brrra)
Ik gaf je Louis, jij gaf mij die smile (pow)
We waren Bonnie en Clyde voor een while (yeah)
Maar jij koos je weg, liet mij hier in de kou (kou)
En nu zit ik hier, kijk je foto’s en ik blauw (blauw)

[Bridge]
(Mami, escucha) Sin ti no hay rumbo, mi corazón se cae (wooh)
La noche me habla, dice que tú vuelvas, que el fuego no se apague (brrra)

[Verse 3]
Tus besos, tus abrazos, mami, eran mi hogar (mi hogar)
No sé cómo sigo sin ti, quiero regresar (wooh)
Todo lo que fuimos, no lo quiero olvidar (brrra)
Si me dejas verte, te juro voy a arreglar (pow)
Dime que no es tarde, que podemos volver (volver)
Que tu cuerpo y mi alma se puedan encender (encender)
No quiero que este amor solo sea un ayer (ayer)
Quiero que sea un siempre, baby, ven a creer (yeah)

[Chorus]
Quiero llamarte, tu cumple ya viene (wooh)
Extraño esos días, tu cuerpo en mi piel (en mi piel)
Cuatro meses pasan, no puedo avanzar (pow)
Aquí estoy, Hennessy en un martes más (brrra)
Todo me pega, mami, vuelve ya (wooh)
Tus ojos, tu sonrisa, tu cuerpo sin igual (let's go)
Extraño todo de ti, baby, sin parar (sin parar)
Esto es real, lo que siento no es irreal (nah)

[Outro]
(Yeah-yeah) (Mami, ven aquí)
(Brrra) (No me dejes así)
Hennessy en mi mano, pero vacío en mí (ah-ah)
Regresa a mi vida, dame lo que perdí (pow)
(Oh-oh-oh) (PMO Music)

Vuelve Mami V2 [Prod. PMO Music]

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