GOOOO

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

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

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

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

lyrics -

crack another seal, i need that line
in my head in my head
i take that shit i'm fine now
yuka where you been? i'm taking time
ch- chasing moneybags like it's a prize now

yea, fuck it i might crack that seal
bitch keep askin what's the deal
stuck up in that alley out your mind

yea, need a few 30's just to chill
i been hurtin' keep it real
they say do your best and trust i'm tryin


i- i can't bre- break away no more
moving distant, life solo
niggas move weird and yes you know
fuck it, bitch i'm fried

i- i can't bre- break away no more
tryna tell me to stay but i'm too gone
keep to myself, i'm moving on yea

but you
you
yes you
try to make me better yea

it's true
true
i'm blue
but my color is violet yea

cra- crack another seal, i need that line
if i'm in my head in my head
i take that shit i'm fine now
yuka where you been? i'm taking time
ch- chasing moneybags like it's a prize now

yea, fuck it i might crack that seal
bitch keep askin what's the deal
stuck up in the alley out my mind

yea, need a few 30's just to chill
i been hurtin' keep it real
they say do your best and trust i'm tryin

[hopoutyoshino]

too much bread in my pants,
b-bitch, i cracked the seal, i'm in a trance
we gon up the fye, made him dance
yea that pussy hit the sky, ain't got no chance

feel it in my chest, no, it don't go away
feel the moonlight, watch that bitch, it turn to gray
in my fucking dreams, they're all starting to decay
and no i cant lie, i kinda like the pain

because i'm sippin on this mud, 
pourin another cup, hell nah, i ain't showing love
feel it in my veins, feel it all, not a thing i trust
stars in my eyes, uh, i can't see the sun

posted up with yuka she got tecs, we in that stolen coupe
yea im finna fly high, vanish in the fumes
slidin in that scat, i'm finna sweep, ho i got that broom,
bitch i'm with the troops and we be keepin tools

[yukatec]

cra- crack another seal, i need that line
if i'm in my head in my head
i take that shit i'm fine now
yuka where you been? i'm taking time
ch- chasing moneybags like it's a prize now

yea, fuck it i might crack that seal
bitch keep askin what's the deal
stuck up in the alley out my mind

yea, need a few 30's just to chill
i- i been hurtin' keep it real
they say do your best and trust i'm tryin

seal w/ hopoutyoshino (prod. hopoutyoshino x yukatec)

kim possible(prod. 1xjay)

talk 2 much (hopoutyoshino) - lyrics 💕:

i been floating off a bean, see the world in slow motion
mix the wock with the pain, got me drowning in the ocean
i don't talk too much, move in silent locomotion
demons in the open

i don't talk too much, but i keep a 40 inna clutch
no, i walk enough, foreign keys, thats all i touch
and i'm smoking all these runts, backwood, double stuffed
i see the money, it make me blush
i see the money, it make me crush

chrome heart tee with a glock in the crease
hunnid k play, now the opps gotta cease
mask on my face, i aint here for the speech
and the bag came in, runnin' it up bitch im stackin' again
i don't need new friends, i just need the advance
glock in my pants, leave a opp where he stand

make him step way back, 
sippin tris, laid back
hunnid thousand, made that
bitch im riding, maybachs
can't be on lack, windows tinted matte black
AR, it attack

i ain't feeling nothing lately, my thoughts, they tryna play me
my friends, they movin' shady, getting money on the daily
i hear voices in the walls, now i think i'm going crazy
that hoe will never phase me, her man will never face me

i been floating off a been, see the world in slow motion
mix the wock with the pain, got me drowning in the ocean
i don't talk too much, move in silent locomotion
demons in the open

i don't talk too much, but i keep a 40 inna clutch
no, i walk enough, foreign keys, thats all i touch
and i'm smoking all these runts, backwood, double stuffed
i see the money, it make me blush
i see the money, it make me crush

talk 2 much (hopoutyoshino)

lyrics -

sometimes i wish i felt human
chasing excitement, taboos
egging you on for the movement
all of these saditties can’t help, i lose you
mind can’t remove you, or renew it

you could all shame me

yes i’m all the same
watch me go insane

i’ve been losing my mind

chasing omens
what should i do
my minds beside you
woah

chasing omens
i might blind you 
my minds beside you 
what should i do

you’re what they say is my trauma 
ow ow

giving me sweet scented traumas
oh oh

thorny like roses

should we enclose this

and you swear it’s easy 
stone cold i’m weeping 

red flags and your love is fleeting 

chasing omens
what should i do
my minds beside you
woah

chasing omens
i might blind you 
my minds beside you 
what should i do

and then it clicked. (prod. silicone hearts)

Yakisoba ft. hopoutyoshino + keltohka (prod. hopoutyoshino)

Liu Kang (prod. klarity)

(Huh- Hah 
Na na na na na
Huh- Hah 
Duh na na na na 
Huh- Hah)

I can see you baby getting close 
Too- too busy with them other hoes 
Still counting up, good dough 
Don’t switch up, I wont miss up
Nigga talking too much get the bigger picture 
I walk around with my gun I know I wanna hit em
He ain’t shit tho, he a bitch bro
You is not folk, nigga you not kin doe
I pull a switch on a nigga like I play Nintendo 
You wanna tell me I switched but I can’t make amends though, hoe

I wont switch on my gang for shit
Two mags on me ima dump that bitch
You tripping on my players, tell em sit down
I’m all hits, your shit hit or miss
Whats that on my, wrist 
My engine zoom gotta, hiss
Ima slide these dudes with my, fist
When I take off with his boo leave em, pissed
I can’t fuck witchu make me, sick

What you on lil nigga 
Choppa got a stomp King Kong lil nigga 
I been pushing up packs get strong lil nigga
Wanna talk about racks you off lil nigga
556 hit a nigga it get gruesome 
Hit em with some tech, ima fuck up his neutrons
Front of the whip not the back, what are you on
Put him to rest lay him out on his futon

(Huh- Hah 
Na na na na na
Huh- Hah 
Duh na na na na 
Huh- Hah)

I can see you baby getting close 
Too- too busy with them other hoes 
Still counting up, good dough 
Don’t switch up, I wont miss up
Nigga talking too much get the bigger picture 
I walk around with my gun I know I wanna hit em
He ain’t shit tho, he a bitch bro
You is not folk, nigga you not kin doe
I pull a switch on a nigga like I play Nintendo 
You wanna tell me I switched but I can’t make amends though, hoe

Nintendo

Ribs ft. hopoutyoshino (prod. bl4cko + wa)

for the fans (hopoutyoshino) - lyrics 💕:

fuck the haters, bitch it's for the fans
counting blue hunnids, no it can't fit in my pants
he got too close, so we spun it again
got a chop, with a scope, imma shoot right thru the tint

put a dent in him, trueys, fitted denim bitch
always tryna steal the flow, they stealing my identity
i'm what they gon mimic, every movement just a memory
my mind my worst enemy, no you're not a friend of me

fuck what you said, lil bitch, i'm ahead of it
i'm in the trap, dirty cup with mudd, mixing medicine
i be strapped up, i be with them sticks, like a veteran
he acting tough, he ain't with the shits i never heard of him

trap with the pack and i'm hitting that jugg,
got a stick and it kick, make it clap when it thud
sippin that mudd, cup full of that crud
ran through all the racks, had to stack for the flood

spin on his block and we hit it again 
got a beam on the glock, put a dot on his chin
counting up hunnids, i'm thumbin' it in
fuck all that talkin', we gunnin' to win

fuck the haters, bitch it's for the fans
counting blue hunnids, no it can't fit in my pants
he got too close, so we spun it again
got a chop, with a scope, imma shoot right thru the tint

put a dent in him, trueys, fitted denim bitch
always tryna steal the flow, they stealing my identity
i'm what they gon mimic, every movement just a memory
my mind my worst enemy, no you're not a friend of me

kim possible(prod. 1xjay)

Vanity137

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