Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
PMO Music, run it up quick (Woo!)

[Chorus]
I been movin’ like the gas don’t run out (Skrrt)
Way too many tryna talk, I tune out (Yeah)
Big deposits when the bank account count (Woo)
Told ‘em I don’t do the breaks, I peel out (Go)

[Verse 1]
Okay, wrist look like a time zone switch (Switch)
Different city, every night, same script (Yeah)
Told my jeweler, make the chain do flips (Bling)
Need a hundred every week, that’s a tip (Woo)

I don’t stress ‘em, I just move how I’m supposed to (Facts)
Tryna match me, but they numbers never go through (Nah)
I been locked in, I don’t speak ‘less I’m ‘posed to (Shh)
Took the risk, now the view lookin’ coastal (Yeah)

Pedal down, I don’t wait up (Nah)
Runnin’ through the digits like a layup (Swish)
Only talk the real, never made up (Nope)
I don’t need the credit, let the bank love (Cha-ching)

[Pre-Chorus]
Back to back, I stack the numbers, keep it quiet (Shh)
Ain’t no limit when you really move in private (Yeah)
Said they know me, but they never caught the vibe yet (Woo)
Only bosses at the table when we slide in (Let’s go!)

[Chorus]
I been movin’ like the gas don’t run out (Skrrt)
Way too many tryna talk, I tune out (Yeah)
Big deposits when the bank account count (Woo)
Told ‘em I don’t do the breaks, I peel out (Go)

[Verse 2]
Okay, tell ‘em I don’t do no delays (Nope)
I just get it, then I send it on replay (Yeah)
They be watchin’, I ain’t trippin’ on what they say (Nah)
When I drop it, bet they know how I dictate (Woo!)

New city, new bag, keep the same mode (Same)
I just pulled up, did the deal, then I lay low (Low)
Runnin’ up the numbers, I don’t even check the payroll (Nah)
Know they see me out in public, but I stay ghost (Shh)

Phone on silent, they can’t reach me (Brrt)
Shawty love the vibe, say it’s dreamy (Yeah)
I don’t chase ‘em, I just let ‘em come easy (Facts)
Only blue notes when they see me (Woo)

[Bridge]
Ayy, count it up, count it up, fast (Fast)
Never had to double back (Nah)
Only movin’ where the cash (Yeah)
If you talkin’, make it last (Woo)

[Chorus]
I been movin’ like the gas don’t run out (Skrrt)
Way too many tryna talk, I tune out (Yeah)
Big deposits when the bank account count (Woo)
Told ‘em I don’t do the breaks, I peel out (Go)

[Outro]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
PMO Music, run it up quick (Woo!)
I don’t do the breaks, I peel out (Go)


No Brakes [Prod. PMO Music]

Zae Flowz-Traffic ft VNS Floco

Mind Ova Matter recorded and engineered by @ire-sohi featuring @uss2, Jer$ey  (@sdcjer-ey) & @zeemo-upnext. Yall Let us know what yall think in the comments and let us know if they should drop on all platforms🤔.

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Mind Ova Matter

Ire, Lil Will, Jer$ey & ZeemoGo - Mind Ova Matter (Prod. Miless)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yeah)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)

[Chorus]
Too much money, I can’t even count (Woo)
Every move I make, it’s large amounts (Yeah)
Shawty love me, never had a doubt (Nah)
City love me, I can hear the shouts (Woo)
Speedin’ past ‘em, I don’t hit the brakes (Skrrt)
Haters talkin’, but I let ‘em hate (Let ‘em)
Big deposits, now my pockets gain weight (Woo)

[Verse 1]
They been watchin’, they be takin’ notes (Ayy)
I just made a play and did the most (Most)
Shawty bad, yeah, she do the most (Yeah)
Took her to the hills, now we toast (Clink)
Speedin’ through the city in a ghost (Skrrt)
Money talkin’ to me, never ghost (Nah)
Made a hundred K before my toast (Woo)
Now I pull up clean like a pope (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Took the long way, now it’s autopilot (Zoom)
They be talkin’, but they move in silence (Shh)
Left my old ones, now they wildin’ (Woo)
New baguettes, my wrist on islands (Shine)

[Chorus]
Too much money, I can’t even count (Woo)
Every move I make, it’s large amounts (Yeah)
Shawty love me, never had a doubt (Nah)
City love me, I can hear the shouts (Woo)
Speedin’ past ‘em, I don’t hit the brakes (Skrrt)
Haters talkin’, but I let ‘em hate (Let ‘em)
Big deposits, now my pockets gain weight (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I been stackin’ up like Tetris (Tetris)
Told my jeweler, make it reckless (Bling)
Shawty said she love my essence (Yeah)
Took her shopping, now she breathless (Woo)
I got motion, I got leverage (Leverage)
Every move I make is destined (Destined)
Tryna take it? That’s a death wish (Boom)
I don’t even need a guest list (Nah)

[Bridge]
I been way too up, I can’t come down (Down)
Keep my circle small, don’t play around (Nah)
Took a risk, now I just run the town (Town)
If it ain't ‘bout money, I can’t be found (Nah)

[Chorus]
Too much money, I can’t even count (Woo)
Every move I make, it’s large amounts (Yeah)
Shawty love me, never had a doubt (Nah)
City love me, I can hear the shouts (Woo)
Speedin’ past ‘em, I don’t hit the brakes (Skrrt)
Haters talkin’, but I let ‘em hate (Let ‘em)
Big deposits, now my pockets gain weight (Woo)

[Verse 3]
Made a promise, I can’t ever lose (Nah)
Bet against me, you gon’ sing the blues (Woo)
Shawty foreign, yeah, she came in twos (Twos)
One in red and one in baby blue (Blue)
I been pushin’, I don’t need a crew (Nah)
I got handles, I don’t need to move (Swish)
Business boomin’, yeah, I make the rules (Rules)
Name engraved, yeah, I left my proof (Woo)

[Pre-Chorus]
Took the long way, now it’s autopilot (Zoom)
They be talkin’, but they move in silence (Shh)
Left my old ones, now they wildin’ (Woo)
New baguettes, my wrist on islands (Shine)

[Chorus]
Too much money, I can’t even count (Woo)
Every move I make, it’s large amounts (Yeah)
Shawty love me, never had a doubt (Nah)
City love me, I can hear the shouts (Woo)
Speedin’ past ‘em, I don’t hit the brakes (Skrrt)
Haters talkin’, but I let ‘em hate (Let ‘em)
Big deposits, now my pockets gain weight (Woo)




Pockets Gain Weight [Prod. PMO Music]

NO HANDOUTS

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Ayy, woah) (Let’s get it, yeah)
(What? Pow!) (Yuh, huh)
She know I’m lit, I ain’t gotta say nothin' (Shh)
(Pow! Pow!)

[Chorus]
My lil' demon shawty—uh, yeah, that’s my dirty flame (Skrrt)
I don’t cuff, I switch 'em up, I don’t ever learn they name (Woo!)
(Woah) She gon' eat it in the whip, like it’s dinner on a plane (On a plane)
All these opps act tough, till we bustin' out they frame (BRRRA)
Run it up, no shame (Yeah)
She suck soul, not game (Uh)
I get brain, then ghost (Skrrt)
I get paid, then flame (Let’s go!)
Yeah, she love the pain (Pain)
I'm the one that came (Came!)
And my stick gon’ sing (Pow!)
You gon' feel that bang (BRRRR!)

[Verse 1]
Slide in that coupe like a ghost, (wooh)
She ride me wild, no brakes, no post (Post)
Draco flash like photos (Flash)
I up and aim, now he toast (Blah!)
She just wanna sip my lean (Yeah)
Hit from the back, she scream (Skrrt)
I’m too cold, need steam (Steam)
Make a movie—scene (Scene!)
Y’all ain’t slime, y’all green (Slatt)
He talk tough, got beamed (Boom)
.30 clip got dreams (Night)
Took his life, no meme (Nah!)

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't text, I slide (Slide!)
Lil' shawty know the vibe (Vibe)
She pop X, I glide (Skrrt)
G5 wings, I fly (Fly!)
Back then, they ain’t notice (Nah)
Now I walk in, they open (Let’s go!)
All these racks, I’m holdin’ (Racks)
I can’t fold, I’m chosen (Woo!)

[Chorus]
My lil' demon shawty—uh, yeah, that’s my dirty flame (Dirty!)
I don’t cuff, I switch 'em up, I don’t ever learn they name (Nope!)
She gon' eat it in the whip, like it’s dinner on a plane (Plane!)
All these opps act tough, till we bustin' out they frame (Pow! Pow!)
Run it up, no shame (Skrrt)
She suck soul, not game (Game!)
I get brain, then ghost (Ghost)
I get paid, then flame (Flame!)
Yeah, she love the pain (Pain)
I'm the one that came (Came!)
And my stick gon’ sing (Sing!)
You gon' feel that bang (Bang!)

[Verse 2]
Posted with them demons, slide in silence (Shhh)
My Glock got rhythm, that stick be wildin’ (BRRA!)
All these fake thugs just keyboard typin’ (Lame)
We outside, your bro still hidin’ (Where he at?)
I might just crash out, ayy (Crash!)
Pop one, pass out, ayy (Pop!)
She want clout, I dash out, ayy (Skrrt)
No strings, just tap out, ayy (Woah)
I came with sticks and pressure (Yeah)
You came with tears and lectures (Lame)
I leave no mess, I’m extra (Extra!)
I up, then bless—no gesture (Blah!)

[Bridge]
(Yeah) This that 1OF1, no clone (No clone)
She wanna slide to the zone (Slide!)
Ride like she never go home (Never)
Backseat feel like a throne (King)
She eat that meat, no bone (Clean)
.40 blow, he gone (Gone)
You talk too much, just moan (Hush)
I stay in mode, I'm on (I'm on!)

[Chorus]
My lil' demon shawty—uh, yeah, that’s my dirty flame (Skrrt!)
I don’t cuff, I switch 'em up, I don’t ever learn they name (Huh?)
She gon' eat it in the whip, like it’s dinner on a plane (Plane!)
All these opps act tough, till we bustin' out they frame (Pow! Pow!)
Run it up, no shame (Shame!)
(PMO Music)

Dirty Flame [Prod. PMO Music]

On stream (Last drop till my album 06/08/25)

Going

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Yuh (woo), skrrt (brrr), yuh (let's go!), ayy

[Verse 1]
Hop in the whip like vroom (skrrt), no brakes when I’m slidin’ through (slidin')
Baddie gon’ eat my fumes (eat up), I don’t do lines, I move (zoom)
Steppin’ in black Balmain, wrist got frost like pain (ice)
Ten racks sittin' in the safe — can’t fold, can’t bend, no lane (nah)
Flexin’ my tone, it’s raw (raw), press that gas and I’m gone (gone)
Money real long like scrolls (scroll), neck on glacier stone (ice)
I don’t talk much — I pop (brrr), I don’t chase dreams — I plot (plot)
Twelve on my back like ops, but I got speed they not (woo)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Pull up, ghost in the mist (skrrt), AP twist on the wrist (twist)
Racks got weight, they lift — these boys all cap, no myth (cap)
Wooh — fly like I don’t exist (float), swerve like Tokyo drift (swerve)
Way too cold, can’t diss — pressure I bring, that hit (pow)

[Verse 2]
Still don’t fold for a name (nah), still got aim with no aim (blrrr)
Still keep heat like flame, no propane — pure octane (woo)
Walk in a spot, get stared (what), y’all too pressed, I’m rare (rare)
Check my stance — I dare, tell ‘em I breathe this air (yeah)
All black tint like shade (skrrt), whip look sleek like blade (cut)
Cashed out three on fade, pockets obese, no weight (woo)
I don’t do tags, just swipes (beep), I don’t do love, just nights (nope)
Call that flex my type, hop out clean, no hype (nah)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Pull up, ghost in the mist (ghost), AP twist on the wrist (twist)
Racks got weight, they lift — these boys all cap, no myth (cap)
Wooh — fly like I don’t exist (fly), swerve like Tokyo drift (skrrt)
Way too cold, can’t diss — pressure I bring, that hit (hit)

[Bridge]
Skatin’ through time like flash (whoa), big blue bills, no cash (cash)
Slick with a move, then dash (zoom), 12 got lost in a flash (gone)
I don’t play roles, no mask (nah), ice on me like splash (drip)
Talk too tough, get crashed (brra), I’m in my zone — don’t ask (don’t)

[Verse 3]
Roll through the night with beams (pew), team got rage like fiends (rahh)
Walk in clean, no seams (clean), do it like I do dreams (facts)
No tags — I swipe it gleam (beep), whole lotta gold on me (ice)
She like the way I scheme — whole world bow to the king (kneel)
Don’t need no chase, I’m lead (fast), step on necks with ease (stepped)
Gone off torque and speed — way too fly for the feed (woo)
Tints like eyes of death (stare), breath too cold — need breath (ice)
Zone too rare — no theft, straight up flame like meth (burn)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Pull up, ghost in the mist (mist), AP twist on the wrist (twist)
Racks got weight, they lift — these boys all cap, no myth (nah)
Wooh — fly like I don’t exist (vroom), swerve like Tokyo drift (drift)
Way too cold, can’t diss — pressure I bring, that hit (brrah)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Ayy (skrrt), let's go (woo), huh — pressure, pow (brrr)
Zone out — gone now — can't see how (gone)

Tokyo Drift Talk [Prod. PMO Music]

Smokin Feat Crashman Saad (Prod. Toes)

SkyTalks (Prod wmelody2x)

PMO Music – Just pure vibes. 🎶🔥 
Trap, reggaeton, and club energy that hits different. If you know, you know. 🎧

🔊 Follow us & feel the difference. #PMOMusic #Trap #Reggaeton #ClubVibes

Dirty Flame [Prod. PMO Music]

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