prod zam + rio leyva 

Lyrics:

[duux]
Yeah, makin’ all my bands so much, I’m stackin’ to the top (yeah)
Flirtin’ with your bitch so much, I turned into a thot (yeah)
Shoot this blicky at your face, it make your body rock (yeah, yeahhh)

Bought this dealership, I bought the whole lot
With your bitch up in the backseat, now I’m gettin’ all this top
Now I’m makin’ all these statements, yeah, I’m makin’ all this guap
You call it an orgy 'cause your girl for the whole squad

[kxndy & duux]
(Woah, woah woah)
(Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)

[kxndy]
I’m in the motherfuckin’ coupe I got my K out Gettin’ all this guap
And you know I cannot stop now
It’s me & Duux, we at the top now (yeah yeah)
It’s me & Duux, we got the chops out
They say we done, but now we up now (we up now)
(Woah, woah)
(Let’s fucking go, yeah)
Yeah, yeah yeah

[duux]
Yeah, makin’ all my bands so much, I’m stackin’ to the top (yeah)
Flirtin’ with your bitch so much, I turned into a thot (yeah)
Shoot this blicky at your face, it make your body rock (yeah, yeahhh)

[kxndy]
I got like 200 bands stickin’ out my pocket
G-G19 finna send that boy up just like a rocket
Yeah, I do not care what you say
Shawty actin’ like a hoe, so I just cannot call her bae
I make what you make in a year everyday (everyday)
Better than you in every way
(Woahhh)

Yeah, makin’ all my bands so much, I’m stackin’ to the top (yeah)
Flirtin’ with your bitch so much, I turned into a thot
When I shot that blicky, make your face and body rock (woahhh) (Ooh, woaaaaah)

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top ft duux

tana told me ts prod xangang but idk

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LYRICS:
[tana]
t-ten in my faygo, my jeans number nine
states in the west but im in my prime
i rock balenci you rock calvin klein
im goin up and i think its bout time
turn nothin to somethin i run up these racks
i hit the stu and we smoking on thrax
me n merc in LA bein bad
believe in my mama cuz she had my back
in the airbnb wit my feet up
its 2020 you wear adidas
dont need nobody no i dont need her
keep all my money on my visa
in the CLA and we moving them bricks
i be rapping cuz im tryna get rich
i got a glock and it came wit a (woo)
me n tay in the east and we hit us a lick
shout out lil giela know thats my for lifer
she from the streets so yk I cant wife her
i am a snake baby i am a (viper)
she my lil baby she dont wear no diaper

[kxndy & tana]
turn nothin to somethin i run up these racks (i-i keep that mf glock in my bag)
turn nothin to somethin i run up these racks bitch

[kxndy]
s-semi gon blow yea that shit finna blast
im in that srt goin fast
and im feelin like kobe the way i be on thrax
your music garbage that shit really ass
if u wanna feature its gon be a grand
if u wanna feature then gimme a band
i-im makin so much money in advance
choppa finna make him do a lil dance
when i walk in the function they gimme a glance 
im flyin to Paris, im flying to France
c-c-chop on my side and that shi finna blow
me and tana put a tag on ya toe
t-they copying me yea they stealing my flow
beam on my glock and that shi finna blow, yea yea
and you know my wrist be on snow
i feel like tana cuz i be on go
cmon

[yrsci]
cmon, yea
my bitch is bad to the bone
i fuck her then leave now she all on my phone
yea she rlly like the smell of my cologne, bitch
w-walk inna trap wit that draco
got a spanish bitch countin my pesos
sippin on codeine, shit is day old
pop the x n sip my faygo
w-walk in that party im smokin on boof
pu to ur block n we slide thru ur roof
that boy is a nerd, that hoe actin cool
she fuckin wit me, she sound cool
this shi make no sense
pour that lean now she want sex
she gon pu gimme neck
said “ok just bring your friend”

CREDITS:
prod xangang
cover pic: @1kxndy on instagram (me) + @tana on instagram
banner & all plats cover art: @beenmar
featuring: tana [@tana] + yrsci [@yrsci]

Spotify

cmon w/ tana & yrsci

prod greed + comet

Lyrics:

[che]
XD45 hit a lil n**** face
Putting him right in his place, I be like that shit crazy
Ain't no n***** snatching my chain
It was bad had to hit me a stain
And she never gon love me the same
XD45 leave him leakin
I got that money n**** cause I need it (need it)
Fuck a n**** we got Neiman's
I'm with your hoe and she play with my
How does that n**** stay bleedin
I'm in Wakanda playin with a demon
On a n**** head, like Leave-In
I just been playin with a bitch and leave it
Dump his body now he reekin
I got a Tommy gun and I'm tweakin
You in my comments hating, what's the reason?
N***** be washed and they lookin like raisins
Choppas, been clutching em all like Jamaican
I fuck a hoe ain't in love I won't say shit
Feel like I got mе some gang shit
My hoe she bad likе a Tahoe, basic

[soser]
Don't give a fuck what you want, ima take it
I take your bitch to the crib she get naked
I know you broke n**** I won't say shit
C-C-Choppa finna leave him baking
She wanna fuck we ain't dating
Kill a n**** call me Satan
I just might go Super Saiyan
Kill him if he think I'm playin
Shot a bitch n**** he ran
We got this shit like Iran
Got a C4, ima run
And it's a 12, leave him by the gun 
These bitches dumb, thinking I'm the one

[che]
Bullets finna make him run
Bullets finna make him shit
I heard yo tape n**** and it's shit
He play with gang then I'm takin shit
I make a stain and I leave him pissed
I rob a store, n**** for a nic
I got some strong for my n**** (cough cough)
N**** got caught how that boy got blicked
Used to be broke but I took a risk
Jugg a n**** for his Rick
N**** get gone, why you on my dick?

XD45 hit a lil n**** face
Puttin him right in his place, I be like that shit crazy
Ain't no n**** snatchin my chain
It was bad had to hit me a stain
And she never gon love me the same

[kxndy]
(Oh, oh oh oh)
She never gon’ love me the same
I ain’t okay
I slide with that Drac
That boy get turned to a stain
Yeah, that lil hoe givin’ brain
Brand new Glock, that shit got range
If he talk, get rearranged
But I don’t switch I stay the same

C-Chop gon’ hit his face
I’m with Zack, in the Wraith
I slide with that K
Lil boy, I might leave a stain

[yung fazo]
I'm finna kick shit
That bitch, we don't ever miss shit
She bad so I'm finna hit this
On the flight, split it like a Kit Kat
Too many hoes me and bro just mismatched
Don't wanna hear ya, I'm finna kiss that
Look too god, lookin like a quick snack
Finna pull up and slide
Pull up and pop your bitch
Text her phone if she feeling me
Lifestyle rich, yeah I'm living free (living free)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Say she sad, now she needin me
Oh, woah
Yeah, can't go out sad never need a bitch
Yeah
All red this shit barely shit
Ima get high yeah I'm feeling it
Too much codeine, purple when I piss
Triple your rent, J cost a brick

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stain (Single)

stain

Spotify (more artists)

stain ft che, soser, & yung fazo

cover pic is me
prod tenzup & darealavy
intro/outro by skylar, tenzup, & darealavy

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
And your bitch on-
And your bitch on me, tryna suck up
That boy tryna talk down, I keep a gun tucked
I don’t really give a fuck ‘bout that dumb stuff
Boy tryna pull up, run his ones up
You know I stay with my gang
And you know that I slide with a K
I feel like Kankan, broad day
I feel like Uzi ‘cause I got a bae in the Bay (bow bow)
I got a stick in my lap
I fuck your hoe right from the back
And I don’t got a chop, got a Glock with a MAC
If that boy talkin,’ I extend the mag
He finna go out sad
I guess that’s too bad 
Yeah, but I don’t fuck with that
Yeah, bitch I’m smokin’ on the pack, yeah

Your bitch on my dick tryna suck my shit up
I-I got that choppa on me, I’m finna hit that boy
Take him outta the picture
If that boy try talk this choppa gon’ give that lil boy hiccups (cough)
I-If that boy try talk I got that blick, gon’ make him sit up (sit up)

 Yeah, I-I’m runnin’ round with my gang
762, hit up to your brain
And I feel like che, ima leave a stain
I feel like Wayans, bring you “Major Payne”
I-I-I feel like tana runnin’ from the jakes
I feel like Tay-K doin’ the race
Then I feel like Thug, ima beat the case

[nikowoodyear]
N**** wanna diss on the the net I ask him does his phone work 
N**** done hit me on IG to ask me about a lil bitch 
Do I know her 
Balenci my tee, I just iced out my teeth 
I don’t fuck with the Ricks or the Chrome Heart 
Used to rock that Alyx, now I model Alyx 
Model hoes wanna fuck but I’m cold hearted 
C-cool, we used to fuck after school 
She on my line cause i’m up now 
D-D-Damn, what the hell happened to you 
Used to be him now you bummed out (yeah)
And I’m going through phases with it 
I’m a heartbreaker, I told her to beware 
Tax if his ass wanna feature 
He think he ballin’ he watch from the bleachers 
(Yeah, alright) 
Running this bitch til my feet hurt 
I-I fucked this bitch and you still wanna link her 
That bitch for the whole gang that’s deep huh 
Been thinking ‘bout this for the whole week 
Oxy’s and 8 balls been selling by oz’s 
If I send a shot, shit hit like Kobe 
Fake wock in the cup, that ain’t codeine 
He tryna chase clout I ignore it 
Cap a lot, that n**** tellin’ them stories
I seen the shit thru the lens and I played it cool now
Not anymore (yeah yeah)
He rap about shit that he cannot afford 
Whole new league, can’t fuck with them boys 
Bitch on my right and my left is decor 
If she tryna fuck I let her record 

(Okay yeah, ain’t no fear cause I ain’t missing out) 
(Okay yeah, ain’t no fear them n****s fictional) 
(Okay yeah, he want smoke, alright let’s air it out)
(Okay yeah, we came with them sticks who’ll make it out)

[kxndy]
Your bitch on my dick tryna suck my shit up
I-I got that choppa on me, I’m finna hit that boy
Take him outta the picture
If that boy try talk this choppa gon’ give that lil boy hiccups (hiccups)
I-If that boy try talk I got that blick, gon’ make him sit up (sit up)

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picture w/ nikowoodyear

prod hitec
cover pic is me

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
And I’m with the squad, lil’ bitch, we stayin’ too geeked up
That lil’ boy talkin’ down so I told that lil’ boy, “T up” (T up)
I’m with Soser and we smokin’ on the bloody runts
I-I-I’m with Paragroup and bitch we jugg you out your funds (yeah, yeah)

[soser]
Bitch I’m with the squad, we geeked as shit, we too geeked up
This bitch on my dick, she on my cock, she on my nuts
Movin’ like the mafia, we smokin’ on some runts
Bad bitch she want talk to me, I don’t know what she want
This hoe eat it sloppily, she gon’ get what she want
I got hella guap on me, hell nah, this not no front
Stack up like Monopoly, we kickin’ shit like punt
I would love my block, a lot of n****s ain’t talkin’ bout nun (yeah)
Get hit with that black eye just in case he think he won’t (yeah)
Good dick make her tap out, yeah, I told her let’s have fun (yeah)
I hit from the back and shit, her ass built like the sun
My eyes been so red I give him cash he give me scum (give me scum)
Bitch she got that ass she gave me butt she gave me rum (r- yeah)
Bitch I got that Wock, hell nah, I ain’t tryna get drunk
Told him watch where he walk, hell nah, he ain’t tryna get jumped
It’s like 7-0, hell yeah, n****s finna get skunked

(𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩)

[valu]
It’s like 7-0, how the fuck you gon’ say that you won
Been stayin’ to myself, ‘cause I don’t fuck with no one (fuck with no one)
I gotta stick to my side
I know you fake you gon’ switch your side
I got a stick on my right
Yeah, Glock on me I shoot your ride (yeah)
I got a choppa on me shoot him out of the Benz
Go up I don’t want new friends
Paparazzi got the camera lens
I got a bad bitch she a ten 
Foreign bitches, yeah they European

[kxndy]
And I’m with the squad, lil’ bitch, we stayin’ too geeked up (up)
That lil’ boy talkin’ down so I told that lil’ boy “T up” (T up)
I’m with Soser and we smokin’ on the bloody runts
I’m with Paragroup and bitch we jugg you out your funds 

Chop make him tap out
I’m with your bitch, I might blow her back out
You switched up on gang, why you tryna rat now
I was the first up and you last out (woah)

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kxndy - geeked (Single)

geeked

geeked ft soser & valu

produced by @zapxydts

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
Bitch bad, she want me
I keep gun, G19
I-I-I’m too geeked, might OD
You not gang, can’t be with me
I got 2 hoes on their knees (knees)
And I got your hoe saying “please” (yeah)
K-Kill him, you gon’ cop a plea Want a feature? Pay a fee

Yeah, I got guap, bitch you ain’t got shit
I keep that full clip
I-I run in your house with a stick
Said I’m on bullshit
I keep hella rounds on my hip
I shoot shit outta the whip
B-bitch want suck on the dick
Yeah, she know I keep too many guns, I just don’t know what’s up
I-I got too much money, could never have enough (nah)
K-keep that gun tucked
You don't know when to duck
Like, what the fuck
G-get bag, run it up
(Yeah)

[coas]
I been sipping mud, ok
We finna turn it up
I’m just gon’ count my funds
Ok, you won’t be top 5 not even top 6
I’m finna slide with that drac,’ carry big sticks 
My bruddas getting you gone, that’s the wishlist
Color her nails and I tell her go pink, bitch
(Ok, ok)
Stick on me, yeah I got it
I’m in the sky, jetlag like a pilot
I cut a hoe off, she not on nun’
I like a black b-bitch with the buns
She said I’m pretty, pretty my funds
N***a get clapped up, he tryna run
And he tryna rob me, he think that I’m dumb
Play with me, n***a, yo ass get slumped
My ass like Fortnite we double, no pump
Suckin’ me up, I’m finna cum
Pass me the fye, he finna duck (okay)
First, we argue, then fuck
W-We get some money, we pourin’ it up
I got the muddy, all in my cup
I’m goin’ up, over a buck
I just been linking my hoes, so what
Pull out the fye, that n***a gon’ duck
Pull out a fye, we slide with a pump
I pull out the fye, I told that bitch shut the fuck up

[kxndy]
Bitch bad, she want me
I keep gun, G19
I-I-I’m too geeked, might OD
You not gang, can’t be with me
I got 2 hoes on their knees (knees)
And I got your hoe saying “please” (yeah)
Kill him, you gon’ cop a plea Want a feature? Pay a fee

Want a feature? Pay a lot
That bitch want suck my cock
That Glock, you get shot
And I fuck your thot (thot)

Bitch bad, she want me
I keep gun, G19
I-I-I’m too geeked, might OD
You not gang, can’t be with me
I got 2 hoes on their knees (knees)
And I got your hoe saying “please” (yeah)
Kill him, you gon’ cop a plea Want a feature? Pay a fee

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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
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plea ft coas

remix of dcxshy
prod ok

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
S-S-Sticks, you know we got them
I been robbing shit, ain’t no FiveM (yeah) 
I-I-I’m tryna touch a lil five m
I’m with Cincere, they can’t find him
I fucked that bitch and she ridin’
I pop percs, feelin’ like I’m dyin’
W-w-white hoe on me like Eminem
Y’all too gay and y’all just to feminine 

Yeah, pussy boy don’t want smoke
I been b-boolin’ out with my bros
I been f-fuckin’ too many hoes
Yeah, bitch know I cannot go (yeah, yeah)

[hemii]
(Huh, huh)
He tryna run, like where he gon’ go
Call up my bro, put a tag on his toe
And my bitch gettin’ mad cause I fuck with these hoes (fuck, blit)
She givin’ brain, need to study some more
My pockets thick, n****, spend a bag on your hoe
I’m a rich n****, tryna stack up some more
Blicks, you know we got them
This my real life, this ain’t FiveM
He can’t run, promise we gon’ find him
Put that blick to his eye it’s gon’ (b-blind him)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Pay that shit up (huh)
I cannot fuck on these sluts
Tryna bump it with me, n****, you out of luck
She say she hate me I- (ugh)
She say she hate me, I don’t give a fuck
I’m finna pour up an eight, got me stuck
I won't listen to you cause you suck

[kxndy]
S-S-Sticks, you know we got them
I been robbing shit, ain’t no FiveM (yeah)
I-I-I’m tryna touch a lil five m
Talk on Sanova, sayin’ they can’t find him
I fucked that bitch and she ridin’
I pop percs, feelin’ like I’m dyin’
(W-w-white hoe on me like Eminem
Y’all too gay and y’all just to feminine)

Choppa on me make him duck, hoe
I-I just do not give a fuck though
I got Glock, and we send him up, though
Boy talk down, and he out of luck though
I'm with Cincere, bitch we gon' hit juggs on your whole gang
Bitch I'm up as fuck, but you know that I won't change (yeah)
I been sippin' hella Tussin
I got Glocks so you know I'm bussing
With a bitch I don't think I'm trusting
Foreign lil hoe, and I think she Russian (bee)
I got a blick, we gon' run him down (bee)
Shoot that boy, make him turn around
I'm like, hold on right now
I'm like, lemme take my bow

S-S-Sticks, you know we got them
I been robbing shit, ain’t no FiveM (yeah) 
I-I-I’m tryna touch a lil five m
I’m with Cincere, they can’t find him
I fucked that bitch and she ridin’
I pop percs, feelin’ like I’m dyin’
W-w-white hoe on me like Eminem
Y’all too gay and y’all just to feminine

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fivem - Single

fivem

fivem ft cincere

music video out now: https://youtu.be/6tqyifZm8Qk?si=cRAGH_DpYtP_UhXT

prod wegonebeok

Lyrics:

I let the Glock hit that boy, we gon' send him up (bee)
Feelin' like I'm emo, stayin' in the cut (bee, bee)
Bitch I- Bitch I'm sippin' hella Wock, f-fuckin' myself up (yuh)
Bitch I- Bitch I got that red bleedin' through my cup (oh yeah)
I got hella hoes tryna, yeah
I got hella hoes tryna f-fuck me and my gang
Bitch I keep the K (yuh)
P-Pull up to the A (yuh yuh)
That hoe wanna give me brain
I don't know if I can stay, yeah
We gon' give that boy a fade
Choppa, good aim (yeah)

Bitch I'm in the Rich, bitch I'm sippin' hella drank
W-Wit your hoe she on me, she just wanna give me face
I been stackin' bands up, d-don't try stop my play
We gon' wipe that boy right off the map, if he talkin' cray (bee)

I let the Glock hit that boy, we gon' send him up (bee)
Feelin' like I'm emo, stayin' in the cut (bee, bee)
Bitch I- Bitch I'm sippin' hella Wock, f-fuckin' myself up (yuh)
Bitch I- Bitch I got that red bleedin' through my cup (oh yeah)
I got hella hoes tryna, yeah
I got hella hoes tryna f-fuck me and my gang
Bitch I keep the K (yuh)
P-Pull up to the A (yuh yuh)
That hoe wanna give me brain
I don't know if I can stay, yeah
We gon' give that boy a fade
Choppa, good aim (yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)
Bitch I get the cash, on God
I'm runnin' checks, doin' fraud
Stay with a pole, stay with a rod (yuh)
And we up as fuck
I ain't gon' let her get me down
If that boy talk crazy
He get put right in the ground (bee)

I let the Glock hit that boy, we gon' send him up (bee)
Feelin' like I'm emo, stayin' in the cut (bee, bee)
Bitch I- Bitch I'm sippin' hella Wock, fuckin' myself up (yuh)
Bitch I- Bitch I got that red bleedin' through my cup (oh yeah)
I got hella hoes tryna, yeah
I got hella hoes tryna f-fuck me and my gang
Bitch I keep the K (yuh)
P-Pull up to the A (yuh yuh)
That hoe wanna give me brain
I don't know if I can stay, yeah
We gon' give that boy a fade
Choppa, good aim (we gon' give that boy a fade)
 
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fade - Single

fade

Music Video

fade prod ok [VID IN DESC]

prod tana & texo
originally prod tana & cxo

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
I get, like, straight to that bag
I can’t go out sad
I’m gon’ fuck that bitch, she bad
Pop a check, lil’ hoe
And I’m poppin’ out, with my bros
I-I got them bands in the bag (bee)
That boy get hit with that strap (bee)
Uppin’ fye, we gon’ move it through the back (bee)
Gettin’ money, bih
Countin,’ countin,’ countin,’ all the racks

I’m poppin’ checks with my gang (fa fa fa fa)
And my choppa, it hit with some range
That boy talk, and we finna leave a stain (yea, yea)
I got racks comin’ in by the day
Big guap on me, how I stack up
 Bitch I stay with my glimes for backup (woo woo woo)
Talk down, and we gon’ push that boy back, yuh
I got hella drugs (woo)
I hit hella juggs (fwah)
I got hella plugs

[repglick]
I got that bag in the back (blit blit)
That shit it came with the strap
Okay move, we gon’ move it through the back
And I’m thumbin,’ bitch, I’m thumbin’ all these racks
Get so high, bitch, I don’t think I reached the max
Told lil’ Chase we wanna stand up on the stacks
Ball like the Chiefs when I score another pack
AR-15, it came with extended mag

I just told ‘em, “hold up we just started, where the drugs at”
Nah, Ima need some more of that
Nah, Ima need some more checks
Nah, Ima need some more checks
I just told ‘em, “hold up we just started, where the drugs at”
Nah, Ima need some more of that
Nah, Ima need some more checks
Nah, Ima need some more checks

[kxndy]
Bitch I spend a bag
But I know you ain’t makin’ none
Might take your bitch
And then fuck till she c-
Bitch I keep the Glock, with hundred round drum
Talk down on the gang, and we get that boy jumped (get him jumped)

Told that boy we get him killed
I’m too geeked up I can’t pop another pill
I’m with my gang, you know we hittin’ still
She gon’ like, fuck, if she want me like for real (yeah, yea)

[repglick]
On the side road, bitch I hit you with the 60
Hop outside the Jag and I hop up into the Bentley
Finna rez a n****, I just pulled up with a semi
Swear these n****s cannot pass me, I’m a [?]
Swear these n****s, they can’t pass me, oh nah
Ima move with that, stay with that mob
Ima move with my gang, with my mob
I fuck that bitch [?]
Ima move with my gang with my— (ten, what, yeah)
Yeah my name like the water on the beach
N****s bums, n****s really be some— 

I just told ‘em, “hold up we just started, where the drugs at”
Nah, Ima need some more of that
Nah, Ima need some more checks
Nah, Ima need some more checks
I just told ‘em, “hold up we just started, where the drugs at”
Nah, Ima need some more of that
Nah, Ima need some more checks
Nah, Ima need some more checks

[kxndy]
That lil’ boy get put down
I-I walk in and they all tryna look now
And you just dumb as fuck, read a book now (blit blit blit)
We run in your house, we take what you took now (fa fa fa)

[repglick]
I got that bag in the back
That shit it came with the strap
Okay move, we gon’ move it through the back
And I’m thumbin,’ bitch, I’m thumbin’ all these racks
Get so high, bitch, I don’t think I reached the max
Told lil’ Chase we wanna stand up on the stacks
Ball like the Chiefs when I score another pack
AR-15, it came with extended mag 

I just told ‘em, “hold up we just started, where the drugs at”
Nah, Ima need some more of that
Nah, Ima need some more checks
Nah, Ima need some more checks

[?] all wear Givenchy (Woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo) 
Real mob, with the drugs, with the gang

On the side road, bitch I hit you with the 60
Hop outside the Jag and I hop up into the Bentley
Finna rez a n****, I just pulled up with a semi
Swear these n****s cannot pass me, I’m a [?]
Swear these n****s, they can’t pass me, oh nah
Ima move with that, stay with that mob
Ima move with my gang, with my mob
I fuck that bitch [?]
Ima move with my gang with my— (ten, what, yeah)
Yeah my name like the water on the beach
N****s bums, n****s really be some—

checks ft repglick prod tana & texo

cover: @1kxndy + @nettspend_
shot by: @dylans4v
prod kade

Lyrics:

We don’t like you
I don’t know
We gon’ fight you
You won’t, wake up to see tomorrow
Nobody motherfucking likes you
Feel like I’m gettin’ rich
Feel like- feel like I’m gettin’ rich 
I got that shit
Ima run that stick
It’s my time- it’s my time to blick (yea)
We stay in the Rich
I’m sippin’ on drank, with your bitch

I sip drank, drank, drank
I’m gon’ slide, with that stick 
Sippin’ drank, drank, drank
You get shanked, shanked, shanked
Bitch want shake, shake, shake
And we gon’ be okay

(Uh) 
We don’t know
I’m fucking the baddest hoes 
I might slide right through your home 
Gon’ get him gone for sure (ohhh)

We don’t like you
I don’t know
We gon’ fight you
You won’t, wake up to see tomorrow
Nobody motherfucking likes you
Feel like I’m gettin’ rich
Feel like- feel like I’m gettin’ rich (woahh) 
I got that shit
Ima run that stick
It’s my time- it’s my time to blick (yea)
We stay- we stay in the Rich
I’m sippin’ on drank, with- with your bitch

Connect with kxndy:
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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
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sippin

ft @alosaken
prod @wrldv0id

Lyrics:

[alo]
(Skrr)

[kxndy]
Bitch I count up
Hoe want fuck me, I’m the money counter
Wake up, wake up, grab my fuckin’ tool (bee) grab my fuckin’ tool
Bitch I’m just tryn’ shoot
Bitch I- who the- who the fuck is you
I got hoes tryn’ fuck me, when I wake up
Bitch I stack my pape up
You gon’ hit a rim I hit a layup
Don’t try to fuck my gang up (bee)
Don’t try to fuck my gang up (bee)
Get that money, every time I wake up

[alo]
(Skrr)
Yeah I’m stuck of molly (skr skr)
I’m in Ed Hardy (skrrr)
You make bread, hardly  (skrrrrrr)
Bad hoes like to party
Bad hoes like to party
Bitch I love to party
I go in Ed Hardy’s (skr skr)
Ima pop that shit

[kxndy]
Pop that shit (yuh)
Ima pop that shit, yuh
Pop that shit (mhm)
I told that hoe to fuck it up
Pop that shit
That boy try to talk, but that shit tough
I said pop that shit
Get that bag, lil hoe
I run it up

Bitch I wake up, count my racks
I got sticks right in the back
I got-
Glock 19 with strap
G-Glock 19 with strap
Talk down, me & my team get ya smacked
Talk down- Talk down- me my- me my- team get-
B-bad hoe on me, hit from back
L-lay him down like fuckin’ mat

Bitch I count up
Hoe want fuck me, I’m the money counter 
Wake up, wake up, grab my fuckin’ tool (bee) grab my fuckin’ tool
Bitch I’m just tryn’ shoot
Bitch I- who the fuck is you
I got hoes tryn’ fuck me, when I wake up
Bitch I stack my pape up
You gon’ hit a rim I hit a layup
Don’t try to fuck my gang up (bee)
Don’t try to fuck my gang up (bee)
Get that money, every time I wake up

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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
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wakeup ft alosaken

prod astori, yo1zel, & elsqee
@zaajjjii @okplehya

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
I don’t even know what you want
That bitch wanna fuck just so she could flaunt
And I know that bitch gon’ take my heart
I know that bitch gon’ tear me apart
He talk on gang, he gon die
But that’s some shit I can’t describe
Lil boy, you can’t get inside
I got twin sticks on my side
I said, "Drakos, pass that," I get high
Got that semi, I pass Zaaj the nine
I’m with ocho, lil boy, we get fly (yeah, yeah, yeah)
That red dot point to your eye

That shit go to your brain
I’m fucking on two hoes, they the same  (woo wooooo)
I’m with gang, we gon’ hit a fade
Ima up the drac
Put it to your face (put it to your face)

[zaajji]
She say she wanna go
That’s why I’m fucking your hoe
N**** talk down he get rolled
She wanna fuck ocho
Run with that Glock in your home
They see me goin’ up, they like no
H-He want a feat, make a n**** pay
And ima spray shit, like mace
I don’t know why these n**** hate
Hit a n**** with a K
They said he goin’ up, nah you late
She eat the dick up, how it taste
And I’m in that Hellcat, let’s race
I-I-I see an opp boolin, he get faced (yea)

[kxndy]
I don’t even know what you want
That bitch wanna fuck just so she could flaunt
And I know that bitch gon’ take my heart
I know that bitch gon’ tear me apart
He talk on gang, he gon die
But that’s some shit I can’t describe
Lil boy, you can’t get inside
I got twin sticks on my side
I said, "Drakos, pass that," I get high
Got that semi, I pass Zaaj the nine
I’m with ocho, lil boy, we get fly (yeah, yeah, yeah)
That red dot point to your eye

I-I just don’t know what’s up with you
You know I slide with that tool
I call Cincere, we gon’ shoot
Bitch, I bust that .22
I’m tryn’ slide out with your hoe
Bitch I’m staying with my bro (mhmm)
I can’t fuck with none of y’all
Boy talk down, we gon’ get him gone

[plehya]
(Yeah)
I got money up in that bag 
Yeah, I swear I’ll never come last 
Get your get back, hoe, spin back
I been spreading all my racks 
Don’t want her, you can have her back 
Yeah, spin back 
Yeah, I need my bread back 
Took your bitch I did that 
Watch your back I said that 
You had my back you said that 
I been smoking on cigs pack 
See your bro, I lit that 
See your music, I shit that

[kxndy & plehya]
(Yeah, oh)
(Woooo, yeah)

[kxndy]
I don’t even know what you want
That bitch wanna fuck just so she could flaunt
And I know that bitch gon’ take my heart
I know that bitch gon’ tear me apart
He talk- he talk, he gon die
But that’s some- that's some shit I can’t describe
Lil boy, you can’t get inside
I got twin sticks on my side
I said, "Drakos, pass that," I get high
Got that semi, I pass Zaaj the nine
I’m with ocho, lil boy, we get fly (yeah, yeah, yeah)
That red dot point to your eye

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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
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Fly - Single

Fly (feat. zaajji & plehya)

Official Visualizer

fly ft zaajji & plehya

cover: @1kxndy
shot by @dylans4v
prod danmish
#scfirst

Lyrics:

Bitch I go (go go go)
I swear I keep that pole
I pull up, lil’ bitch, we kick your door
Me and my slime gon’ get you gone, fasho
If that boy talk, we gon’ stretch
I’m with- I’m with gang, we slide with Tecs
Hoe want- hoe wanna fuck me (yeah), I don’t know who’s next
If you talkin’ on me, you gon’ get left

You get left out
That boy talkin,’ roll his deads out (go, go, go)
Brand- Brand new Draco, roll them specs out
She want me to, come have sex now (bee)

Bitch I go (go go go)
I swear I keep that pole
I pull up, lil’ bitch, we kick your door
Me and my slime gon’ get you gone, fasho (bee)
If that boy talk, we gon’ stretch
I’m with- I’m with gang, we slide with Tecs
Hoe want- hoe wanna fuck me (yeah), I don’t know who’s next
If you talkin’ on me, you gon’ get left

Talkin’ on me, bitch
Glock- Glock, that shit came with a switch
Thot, bitch tryna suck my dick
Me and slime gon’ hit that shit (yea)
B-Boy talk, we get his ass blicked
Boy talk, we get his ass blicked 
Boy talk, we get his ass blicked 
Boy talk- Boy talk, we get his ass blicked (yea yea yea)
I- I’m tryna run with that gun if he talk
I feel like Duux, I stack to the top
Me and my gang gon,’ hit that chop (hit that chop)
All black shit that’s, what I rock (rock)

(Ok, ok, bih, bee)
(Hoe, I’m running shit)
(Glock, or tote that pole)
He- He talk tough, but he gon’ fold (oh yeah)

Bitch I go (go go go)
I swear I keep that pole
I pull up, lil’ bitch, we kick your door
Me and my slime gon’ get you gone, fasho
If that boy talk, we gon’ stretch
I’m with- I’m with gang, we slide with Tecs
Hoe want- hoe wanna fuck me (yeah), I don’t know who’s next
If you talkin’ on me, you gon’ get left

I call slime, say
Slime gon’ hit your face (bee)
Give- give that boy a fade
I told Nett his bro was switchin’
He said “dat’s life,” don’t trust your gang
I can’t fuck with all these bitches
Tryna fuck me for- for my name (woo)
Bitch I go and leave a stain
I don’t got nothin’ to gain (bee)

Bitch I go (go go go)
I swear I keep that pole
I pull up, lil’ bitch, we kick your door
Me and my slime gon’ get you gone, fasho
If that boy talk, we gon’ stretch
I’m with- I’m with gang, we slide with Tecs
Hoe want- hoe wanna fuck me (yeah), I don’t know who’s next
If you talkin’ on me, you gon’ get left

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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
https://www.youtube.com/@kxndyyy/videos
https://tiktok.com/@kxndyfan
https://discord.gg/CxZ6BYrfdk
https://twitter.com/kxndykxndy

prod so4glo

Lyrics:

[kxndy]
(Bee, bee, bee, bee)
We get at your hoe
We get- we get at your hoe
Causin’ chaos, and some havoc, though (bee) 
She want- She wanna fuck me, that’s for sure
He talkin,’ we gon’ pack your bro (woah woah)
We push that- we push that lil’ boy back for sure
Bitches tryna give me dome
Bitches- bitches tryna give me dome

Slide, slide
Boy talk, he gon’ die
I know that she wanna be mine
Sending’ shots through his spine (bee bee)
You can run, you can’t hide (bee, bee)
Sending’ shots through his spine
Shots- shots through his spine
Bitch I pull off, in that flight
I don’t sleep, get geeked all night

I don’t fuck with Saks
B-but I fuck with poppin’ tags (bee)
Fuck with, fuckin’ up that bag
Fuck with that bitch ‘cause she so bad
I can’t- I can’t ever go out sad
Bitch, I might go extend that mag
Lil’ boy, you don’t wanna see me mad
Get money, richer than your dad (richer, yeah)

We get at your hoe
We get- we get at your hoe
Causin’ chaos, and some havoc, though (bee)
She want- She wanna fuck me, that’s for sure
He talkin,’ we gon’ pack your bro (woah woah)
We push that lil’ boy back for sure
Bitches tryna give me dome
Bitches- bitches tryna give me dome

[sixoceans]
(Bitch, huh)
Hop out whip we hit your bro
In my mink coat
Badass hoe, she stink though
These n***** fans, bro, these n***** really twinked out
Ain’t toting mags bro, gon’ fuck around get you minked out
I got my bands up
Fuck ‘round put your mans up
This 223 got too much kick, bet’ put your hands up
Oh thats your hoe? I think that bitch might be my dancer
Run down on his block, we get you lit like you got cancer
Got your mans for ransom
You so fanned out, a random
I ran out of 7-Up, I might just mix with Fanta
This hoe want a ring but I just told her that I can’t
2 door coupe I’m in, this ain’t no Beamer, it's a Phantom

[kxndy]
We get at your hoe
We get- we get at your hoe
Causin’ chaos, and some havoc, though (bee)
She want- She wanna fuck me, that’s for sure
He talkin,’ we gon’ pack your bro (woah woah)
We push that- we push that lil’ boy back for sure
Bitches tryna give me dome
Bitches- bitches tryna give me dome

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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
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https://tiktok.com/@1kxndy
https://discord.gg/CxZ6BYrfdk
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havoc ft sixoceans

prod so4glo

Lyrics:

(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee)
That- That boy talkin’ crazy
He not my bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide- slide, with that f-fuckin’ gun
N-new- new shit, c-cost a ton
H-Hoe, that’s a one and done (bee, bee, bee)
Got- got that chop, m-m-make him run

Yeah, bitch I’m poppin’ all the tags (bee)
Know she want me bad 
I- I’m with alo, get that bag
I’m with slime, he get back (yeah)
Bitch- bitch I pull up, to kickback
T-t-talk crazy, you get smacked
You can’t get inside my trap (bee, bee)

(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee, bee, bee)
That- That boy talkin- talk-t-t-t-talk- 
Bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that- that- t-t-that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide, t-t-that fuckin’ gun
N-n-new shit, cost a ton
H-Hoe, that’s a one and d- and d- d-d-done (bee, bee, bee)
Make him run 

(Yeah)
Make him run
I call slime to fuck some shit up
Me and Bana, in that sprinter
Drac’ gon leave him cold like winter
I-I can’t fuck with none of these hoes
I-I call slime, kick your door (ok, go)
In your house, with your hoe (with your hoe)
H-Hellcat stay on go (bitch I go)

Flip that whip, push that shit up
Got that chop, get him lit up
Yeah, you can’t get no picture
Posted up like I’m on Flickr (I’m on, yeah)
Say she got a friend, so bring her
That boy crash out, hit that blinker
Your hoe trippin,’ I won’t link her
Your hoe- your hoe- I won’t link her

That- That boy talkin’ crazy
He not my bro for that (slime, slime, slime)
Bitch tryna fuck me up (bliiiiii)
I can’t go for that (bee)
We gon’ send that lil’ boy up
Smokin’ on- on that pack
Slide, with that fuckin’ gun
New shit, cost a ton
Hoe, that’s a one and done (bee, bee, bee)
Got that choppa, make him run

one and done - Single

one and done

one & done

#scfirst
prod deathtoyourflesh

Lyrics:

(Oh, yeah)
(Slime kick your fuckin’ door, kick your-)
(Uh, yeah, slime)

Slime kick your fuckin’ door in the trap (door, in the trap)
Lil’ hoe I been geeked as shit
Took your bro off the map
T-T-Took your hoe right to Saks
And I spend that fuckin’ bag
I’m with alo, pop that tag
I won’t wave no fucking flag (I won’t wave no fucking flag)

Yeah, bitch I count my fucking racks (count my racks)
I got cash, this shit stack
Roll my deads in fuckin’ packs
New coupe, it’s matte black
G-Glock give him flashbacks
Stop tryna yap (stop that yap)
I ain’t listening to that shit
I don’t wanna hear that cap

I don’t wanna hear that diss
Bitch, I’m boolin’ with lil’ Risk
Catch the flight, right to your bitch
Got that chop, it’s gon’ click him
Slide, we gon’ blick him
I dump the clips, then (yeah)

Slime kick your fuckin’ door in the trap
Lil’ hoe I been geeked as shit
Took your bro off the map
T-T-Took your hoe right to Saks
And I spend that fuckin’ bag
I’m with alo, pop that tag
I won’t wave no fucking flag (I won’t wave no fucking flag)

flashbacks

#scfirst
prod ssjlamar + brandonbankroll

Lyrics:

(Huh) I got some money, I spend it
I crash the whip on the side of the road
I don’t care, that shit not rented
The way he get no money, depressing
Keep that weapon if he in my section
I’m with my gang, you know we steppin’
I got that fye, teach him a lesson (huh)

I step out the airplane
And she wanna fuck me the same day
I’m on my shit, get off your ass
First time, I learned to never trust the past
Whip that coupe, boy, that shit fast
Bitch I’m first, you come in last (come in last, hm hm)

(Huh) I got some money, I spend it
I crash the whip on the side of the road
I don’t care, that shit not rented
The way he get no money, depressing
Keep that weapon if he in my section
I’m with my gang, you know we steppin’
I got that fye, teach him a lesson (huh)

section

#scfirst
prod @alloutgguod + @wtfvaluuuu

Lyrics:

(Slatt, fa, fa)
(Bee, bee)

Get straight to that bag, for sure
And I fuck with badder hoes
Bitch I rock the archive clothes
I lay bodies on the fuckin’ floor (slatt, slatt)
H-Hop out, blick shit, I seen ‘em running
Walk in the function, all the bitches comin’
I, got the whole gang jumpin’
Twin don’t give a fuck, when he stuntin’ 

Too much kush got me coughin’
And I put that boy in a coffin (yeah)
That fye gon' stop his talking
Why the fuck your bro been stalkin’ me
I got bitches on they-
I got bitches on they knees

Straight to that bag, for sure
And I fuck with badder hoes
Bitch I rock the archive clothes
And I lay bodies on the fuckin’ floor, bitch (slatt, slatt)
Bitch I hop out, blick shit, I seen ‘em running
Walk in the function, all the bitches comin’
I, got the whole gang jumpin’
Twin don’t give a fuck, when he stuntin’ (bee)

Stuntin,' bitch, let's go (let's go)
Slime gon' slide out, with Draco
Pop that boy and pour that four
Fuck, goin' on with y'all
If that boy run, what the fuck going on
T-Talk shit, and we gettin' you gone
Boy know I don't do no wrong
2 bands, get me on your song

G-G-Get Straight to that bag, for sure
And I fuck with badder hoes
Bitch I r-rock the archive clothes
And I lay bodies on the fuckin’ floor, bitch (slatt, slatt)
Bitch I hop out, blick shit, I seen ‘em running
Walk in the function, all the bitches comin’
I, got the whole gang jumpin’
Twin don’t give a fuck, when he stuntin’ (bee)

x2

stuntin

music video: https://youtu.be/xivZH5_gJig
prod ok
cover by @uhsaintt @satire003

Lyrics:

(Bee, bee)
(Wait, pull up, bih)

Pull up, what the fuck
I don’t know what’s in my cup
Sip, d-drank, fuck it up 
Pour that fuckin’ four up
Bitch I’m goin,' slime, pop out (bee, bee)
Bad hoe, she wanna rock out (she want rock out)
Pull up stuntin,’ pull that Glock out
I ain’t fucking with no thot now

S-Slime, we gon’ run it, bih
Throw- throw a hunnid
I-I got hella bitches, coming to the spot (bee)
Pull up, bih, go (slide)
They gon' slide, soon as I drop the dot (bee)
Pull up, pull up, bleh
I know slime clutch that stick
You ain’t on shit
I ain’t fucking with that bitch
Slide, hop out with that blick
I just wanna, pour another line (line)
Wanna tell another lie
Like, is she down to ride
Would she be my ride or die (bee, bee)
Tenseup got that fye 
We rockin’ out all night (yeah)
I’m turning out the lights
I don’t wanna fucking fight

Pull up, what the fuck
I don’t know what’s in my cup
Bih, d-drank, fuck it up 
Pour that fuckin’ four up
Bitch I’m goin,’ slime, pop out (bee, bee)
Bad hoe, she wanna rock out (she want rock out)
(Bee) Stuntin,’ pull that Glock out
I ain’t fucking- don’t try to talk down (down)

Get straight to the racks 
Pop a tag, fuck it up, y-y-yuh (yeah)
I’m off the drugs, and they got me stayin’ up (got me stayin' up)
I’m in the back of the coupe
I got your hoe on me, too (on me, too)
I’m sippin drank, out the back
And I don’t fuck with none of you (none of you)

Pull up, what the fuck
I don’t know what’s in my cup
Bih, d-drank, fuck it up
Pour that fuckin’ four up
Bitch I’m goin,’ slime, pop out (bee, bee)
Bad hoe, she wanna rock out (she want rock out)
Pull up stuntin,’ pull that Glock out
I ain’t fucking with no thot now (with no thot)

rock out - Single

rock out

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Lyrics:

[phreshboyswag]
In the telly, she’s all over me
See me on the telly, I’m a celebrity
Fan bitch, she’s in love, tryna get with me
Bitch I’m Phreshboy, you could never get with me
In the green room, yeah, she was undressed for me
Get the fuck up out my life, yeah, you’re stressin’ me
I’m in Berlin, foreign girls caressing me
In Miami, fucked a bitch called Jessie
I’m in LA, fucked a bitch called Lexi
He said "it’s on sight," saw me at a show, ain't press me
Yeah, nothing you could do could impress me

[kxndy]
And I think I got the d-drop
I think molly lockin' my jaw
I got drank, sip it up
And I been known to fuck it up

You’re not impressing me (bee, bee)
Come have some sex with me
I don’t want you to be stressed about me
Cause bitch, I’m on your team
I poured a 4, in the back
I heard your hoe wants some of that
I’m boolin’ in the bubble bath
You need to get off your ass (bee, bee)

Suck my dick, you ain’t on shit
I fucked around and fucked your bitch
And my Glock got a switch
ACOG, you get ripped
I’m in the club
And I’m pissed I missed the party
Wish I got there when it was starting
Can you believe, that I’m all in for you
I guess, I don't know
I'm depressed, more than before
I got expensive clothes
I'm dripped out in fucking gold
I told her she needs to go
I can't take it anymore 
Just pour up, another four
I don't wanna let you go (bee, bee)

[tenseup]
On my soul, you don't mess with us (yeah)
F-Fuck school, we can't go for nun'
Birks up on my feet, got some money
Who you talkin' to?
Pull up to that- p-pull up, like I'm stalkin' you
Shoot up on my feet, we ain't goin'
I can't talk to you (talk to you)
C-C-Caught him speeding, he ain't goin' through
Check her phone like- bitch like- bitch like
Why he calling you?
Had to check her phone like
Like I ain't comin' through
Bitch I'm tryna go up (go up)
I was tryna sign, balenci, go up (go up)
Like why you talkin' down, like bitch, I'm so up
Like why you talkin' down, like bitch, I'm so up (so up)

[kxndy]
You’re not impressing me (bee, bee)
Come have some sex with me
I don’t want you to be stressed about me
Cause bitch, I’m on your team
I poured a 4, in the back
I heard your hoe wants some of that
I’m boolin’ in the bubble bath
You need to get off your ass (bee, bee)

bubble bath ft phreshboyswag & tenseup

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Lyrics:

[kxndy]
(Bee, bee, bee)
 I know they been talkin’ on my name
I sip on the drank, drank, drank
Don’t wanna feel the same
And I brought- for my fuckin’ drac
And I’m just poppin’ checks 
Like bitch, get up out my face
Let’s have some fuckin’ sex

I just got a bag in
My pants fuckin’ sagging down
The whip crashin’ (crash)
Withdrawals got me passin’ out
I spend money on the net
I smoke a blunt, until it’s dead
I get the most hate, from the people I call my friends (friends)
Bitch I’m whippin’ that new fucking Benz
I don’t want that shit to end
Tenseup still got that gun
And it’s in his fuckin’ hand (shh)

[tenseup]
Yea you talkin’ on my name
 And she pull up, and
What- what’s your fuckin’ name? (Go, go)
We- we gon’ pull up, and
She wanna feel the same
P-pull up punching
And your bitch not fucking sane
Yeah
I won’t talk t-
T-talk down, like, y-yeah
He won’t talk down ‘cause we goin’ up
Y-yeah, yeah
W-we gon’ hit ya, we gon hit ya, yeah
I-I just pulled up, fucked your bit-bitch, yeah

[kxndy]
(Bee, bee, bee)
 I know they been talkin’ on my name
I sip on the drank, drank, drank
Don’t wanna feel the same
And I brought- for my fuckin’ drac
And I’m just poppin’ checks 
Like bitch, get up out my face
Let’s have some fuckin’ sex

[tenseup]
Your bitch love, when I’m pullin’ up
Your bitch love- y-your bitch love
Who are you don’t give no fucks
Your bitch love- y-your bitch love, I’m goin’ up (goin’ up)
Talk your shit, club, play my music
Yeah, we turn it up (y-yeah)

[kxndy]
(Bee, bee, bee) 
I know they been talkin’ on my name
I sip on the drank, drank, drank
Don’t wanna feel the same
And I brought- for my fuckin’ drac
And I’m just poppin’ checks 
Like bitch, get up out my face
Let’s have some fuckin’ sex

friends w/ tenseup

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Lyrics:

[kxndy]
Hop out, cut shit (uh-)
Let’s go fuck shit up
I got that whip then push it out (skr skr)
These hoes ain’t on nun’
They always gon’ hate on sum’
They some clones, my fucking sons
L-Let’s get close before it’s done (yuh)
We gon’ run it up
H-Hotbox the whip, I can’t see through the smoke (vampire, bih)
I got hoes that’s tryna hit my phone (vampire, vamp)
(Bee, bee)
Fuck they talkin’ bout, we get ‘em gone (bee bee)
They talk shit, but then they play my songs

Count the money up
I-I-I get throwed as fuck
Off drugs, I’m geeking up
E-eyes red, I don’t sleep enough
Cup full, can’t sip too much
Fuck swag, ‘cuz Ima run it up (fuck swag)
I don’t give a fuck (fuck, fuck)
I-I don’t give a fuck 

Hop out, cut shit (uh-)
Let’s go fuck shit up
I got that whip then push it out (skr skr)
These hoes ain’t on nun’
They always gon’ hate on sum’
They some clones, my fucking sons
L-Let’s get close before it’s done (yuh)
We gon’ run it up
H-Hotbox the whip, I can’t see through the smoke (can’t see- the smoke)
I got hoes that’s tryna hit my phone (tryna hit my phone)
(Bee, bee)
Fuck they talkin’ bout, we get ‘em gone
They talk shit, but then they play my songs

[tenseup]
I got bad hoes
She wan’ fuck, let’s go (go, go)
P-pull up, let’s smoke
He want pull up, get smoked (yeah)
I would never turn my back to you
I would never talk down, bitch, that’s so rude (so, yeah)
Me and kxndy, we gon’ show you (yeah, yeah)

[tenseup & kxndy]
I'm with tenseup, we gon' blow you down
I-I’m fuckin’ that hoe, up
I don’t know, I’ll fuckin’ show ya
E-Expensive clothes, yeah
You a bitch, you a hoe
(Huh, yeah)

[kxndy]
(Skrr, skrr)
Hop out, cut shit (uh-)
Let’s go fuck shit up
I got that whip then push it out (skr skr)
These hoes ain’t on nun’
They always gon’ hate on sum’
They some clones, my fucking sons
L-Let’s get close before it’s done (yuh)
We gon’ run it up
H-Hotbox the whip, I can’t see through the smoke (can’t see- the smoke)
I got hoes that’s tryna hit my phone (tryna hit my phone)
(Bee, bee)
Fuck they talkin’ bout, we get ‘em gone (bee bee)
They talk shit, but then they play my songs

throwed - Single

throwed

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Lyrics:

[kxndy]
(If I was you)
(If I, was you)
If I was you, then I would get me gone (yeah)
If I was you, then I would play this song (play this song)
If I was you, then I would play along (yeah, yeah)
If I you was me, then would we still get thrown 
It’s bad hoes in the lobby, I’m the reason they pull up (yeah)
It’s hella drank in the trap, and we fuckin’ pour it up
And I don’t know what to do, when you’re sayin’ all that stuff
‘Cause I don’t know what’s wrong with you
And I just do not give no fucks

F-Flip the whip, I’m crashing out
Fuck that window, smash it out
Choppa leave you down and out
M-Me and Tense the sound right now
I’m tryna fuck the club up, party ain’t gon’ stop
N-Nah
She tryn’ break my heart, I can’t fuck with a thot (fuck, w-)
Nah

You said that it’s time to go, for real (nah)
I’m with bro pouring up that four, for real (yeah, yeah)
Me and twin clutch pole for real- ok, bet
Like stop hitting up my phone for real (phone for real)

If I was you, then I would get me gone (yeah)
If I was you, then I would play this song (play this song)
If I was you, then I would play along (yeah, yeah)
If I you was me, then would we still get thrown 
It’s bad hoes in the lobby, I’m the reason they pull up (yeah)
It’s hella drank in the trap, and we fuckin’ pour it up
And I don’t know what to do, when you’re sayin’ all that stuff
‘Cause I don’t know what’s wrong with you
And I just do not give no fucks

[tenseup]
I-If I was you, I would totally be done (yeah)
If I was hurt, I’d pull up with that gun
If I was her, I wouldn’t tote that gun
I’m tired of driving, like bitch, pass the- pass the blunt
Try- try, then gon’ try, they gon’ try me
Try, try, try, just know I’m trying
Pop out, push shit
P-Pop out, we gon’ push shit
It’s me and her, we all alone (all alone)
Bad bitch, we gon’ go now
B-Bad bitch, we gon’ huh- yeah
I’m gon’ smoke, fuck bitch and then we done
They gon’ talk to me like I’m the one

[kxndy]
(If I was you)
(If I, was you)
If I was you, then I would get me gone (yeah)
If I was you, then I would play this song (play this song)
If I was you, then I would play along (yeah, yeah)
If I you was me, then would we still get thrown 
It’s bad hoes in the lobby, I’m the reason they pull up (yeah)
It’s hella drank in the trap, and we fuckin’ pour it up
I-I don’t know what to do, when you’re sayin’ all that stuff
‘Cause I don’t know what’s wrong with you
And I just do not give no fucks

you and i - Single

you and i

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you and i ft tenseup

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/nhvK-hF9Fd8?si=noiwD3kft1Ryx1le

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Lyrics:

I’m feelin’ good (bee, bee)
I spent a bag like twice, ‘cause I could (could)
Yeah, bitch I’m going up, like I should (like I should)
Then I spend a couple bands
I spin the fucking Benz
Shawty with me ’til the end
F-fuck the bitch, I make her be-
(Yeah)

Wait, bitch, I’m tryna (yeah)
P-pull up, fuck it up
I got too much in my cup
Smoke fuckin’ up my lungs (yeah) 
Stack bands, count up
Yeah, I just wanna geek, bitch
I don’t wanna sleep
Yeah, she gon’ fuck the team
I’m just 17 (skrr, skrr)

Pull up they run (they run)
I smoke the runts, bitch (runts) 
G-Got too many funds
That’s that shit I’m having fun with
Pull up- pull up, fuck it up
Out the coupe, bitch, I got guns
They talk shit but they don’t stunt like me 
Like, bitch, I’m going (bee)
I think that that bitch like me
Nah, I’m knowing (yeah)

Wait, bitch, I’m tryna (yeah)
Pull up, fuck it up
I got too much in my cup
Smoke fuckin’ up my lungs (yeah) 
Stack bands, count up
Yeah, I just wanna geek, bitch
I don’t wanna sleep
Yeah, she gon’ fuck the team
Yeah, I’m just 17 (17)

How your hoe left you for me
And you let her come back (what?) 
You a bitch
Yeah, you ain’t gon’ be famous
Me and slime gon’ run up in your house, we faceless
Yeah, she say she wanna bring a friend
I’m like, “say less”

Wait, bitch, I’m tryna (y-y-yeah)
Pull up, fuck it up
I got too much in my cup
Smoke fuckin’ up my lungs (yeah) 
Stack bands, count up
Yeah, I just wanna geek, bitch
I don’t wanna sleep
Yeah, she gon’ fuck the team
I’m just 17 (17)

say less [VID IN DESC]

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