6pack Ft. Kaisani (prod. maxmadethebeat x olivereaston x fwthis1will)

Insta: 14vvs.cc | All Plats 12/24 | Prod. Synthetic, Mat1k, & Lockage

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0 Pts 14 Assists (Ft. Specxfic & Xhulooo)

no love

No love ft. glizz2700, Rich Amiri (jkj)

tris remix feat pcajay prod zayskillz

My Soul (Prod Maajins X Nick Mira)

slump6s Nobody's Home og

Connect with kxndy:
instagram.com/1kxndy
tiktok.com/@1kxndy
discord.gg/CxZ6BYrfdk
twitter.com/kxndykxndy
music.apple.com/us/artist/kxndy/1633515179
open.spotify.com/artist/124le9pDp8bcisTdbvDeZR?si=f_w_k6E3TLSmt9xpFsmP6g

Connect with tana:
https://tana.net
instagram.com/tana
twitter.com/tanatana
tiktok.com/@tana

Connect with yrsci:
instagram.com/yyrsci/

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 ring 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 ft tana & yrsci

Racks w/ Bikkab & Thekidbbs

Inspired by Draco by Glo

prod. Skeeo! & 27heavy

Russian Shit 4 (feat.Sliimyy2x)

@rhinoo1 - Patience 
Produced by @kindenthe3rd
Released by @lockehearts

Follow RHINOO! Here !
www.instagram.com/fukrhinoo/

Links to song
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/45d7RHCuCE85epG64YuJIz?si=VurejrcnTR-6riQ14i50Tw
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/patience-single/1652261068
Soundcloud: Rhinoo1 – Patience
YouTube: https://youtu.be/MTuLnyNxoRI

Lyrics :

Kindentha3rd Tag : Sorry it wasn’t you
It was all me

Chorus 
You don't want me you just want the clout
Momma told me be patient
But look at me now
They didn’t want to see me go up looking like some clowns
We spin on your nigga’s we might rob them out they smile
They think this shit funny till the choppa blow them down
She thought that I love her so I had to let her down
That bitch acting weird 
So I unsaved her number then get her out of here

Verse 1

My mom say she a groupie ho, ain't special to the movie ho 
This choppa you know we gone blow 
Think I'm dumb but you cant fool me ho 
You wanna be my friend 
Just to say you knew me ho, told her sorry in advance cuz I never knew you ho 
I can’t be yo man, I got to play my cards right
Bitch you I can, try to make me jealous give a fuck about yo man 
All those hoes that you got, niggas bots, they gone fuck you leave you hoeing a lot 
Choppa pop, it gone leave that lil boy twirling a lot 
I'm like why, why you always got to live in a lie 
I’m like why
Tryna make me go insane 
Want me to step out my bubble like bitch is you dumb is you lame 
That bitch she bad for my health I’m doing good by myself 
That bitch gone send me a message but bitch I don’t open mail
(That bitch gone send me a message but bitch I don’t open mail)
(That bitch gone send me a message but bitch I don’t open mail)
(That bitch gone send me a message but bitch I don’t open mail) 

You don't want me you just want the clout
Momma told me be patient
But look at me now
They didn’t want to see me go up looking like some clowns
We spin on your nigga’s we might rob them out they smile
They think this shit funny till the choppa blow them down
She thought that I love her so I had to let her down
That bitch acting weird 
So I unsaved her number then get her out of here
(So I unsaved her number then get her out of here)

Patience(kindenthe3rd)ALL PLATS NOWW

lyrics:
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Raf Simons on my sweater
Mix it with Balenci leather
Make it rain in the strip club, I can change the weather
You can't blame me for getting paid by almost any measure
Walking out Dover Street bitch I'm fly just like a feather
You was talking shit on dead homies glock put your brain in blender
Boy stop talking shit, you don't know me, I'll punch you like Mayweather
Drop the lo to boy to set him up, this aint no get together

I got tires on my feet they the defenders
I smoke weed every day no I aint on a bender
This aint no ice cream shop boy I aint fuckin friendly
I up pole on em till a pussy boy surrender
Yeah yeah
I got gang ties with my clique
Looking homeless but I'm rocking the Rick
I'm really with it watch who you call a bitch
Got a trigger finger and that shit got a itch
I up the stick make a pussyboy sprint
Look at your wallet that shit filled with lint
Can't let em see me got a 5% tint
I won't get caught lacking imma stand on 10
They see that I'm white, and they want me to rap like I'm Eminem
Fuck that shit i got bands
You suck you don't got no fans
I don't rock no clothes unless they made by expensive brands
I won't do your show unless you pay me in fucking advance

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Raf Simons on my sweater
Mix it with Balenci leather
Make it rain in the strip club, I can change the weather
You can't blame me for getting paid by almost any measure
Walking out Dover Street bitch I'm fly just like a feather
You was talking shit on dead homies glock put your brain in blender
Boy stop talking shit, you don't know me, I'll punch you like Mayweather
Drop the lo to boy to set him up, this aint no get together

Russian Shit 4 (feat.Sliimyy2x)

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