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Reach Video (MV)




Performed By: Xayuh
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Isaiah Lee




Xayuh - Reach Lyrics




Who the f*ck taught em style like this
You aint walked with yo bitch through the isle like this
Big burr big thang on my wrist ice cold god damn big chain on a bitch
You better keep ya bitch on a leash cause she actin like a freak when i put her in the v
Riddin wit a hundred on the seat
Yes sir imma handle my beef na you aint gotta worry bout me
I got the strap its in reach

Give me yo cash app im tryna do fraud
Hop out the whip wit that ma f*ckin rod
Niggas be bitches i thought you was hard
Almost fell off the road gave me head in the car

Me and my bitch we like lilo and stitch
Cut up a kilo and serve you a brick
Aint no cap on my chain i been comin legit
Poppin on molly and f*ckin on trish

Sip on my soda and purple my piss
When you make enough money go buy you a bitch
She think that im cute wana rip off my fit
Been pressin them percs and they making you sick

F*ck a prenup i married the money im rich
F*ck a prenup i married my glock wit a switch
E.d.b.g the devil been talking that shit
Molly lock in my jaw imma talk wit a lisp
Hit the bitch from the back now she walk with a limp

F*ck a red eye i want me a blue key
Boy you broke i cant f*ck wit the foolery
She was tripping i told her too lose me
Biting down i just ordered a two piece

Run a drill and im still in my jewelry
F*ck a Loui im headed to gucci
I can not f*ck on a bitch if she basic
Only blue hundreds i think that im racist

F*ck a condom aint no safe shit
Boy i up the glock yeah for no safety
Boy we on ya block coming wit haitians
Bet he come out i just gotta be patient
You not my twin no we is not adjacent

Who the f*ck taught em style like this
You aint walked with yo bitch through the isle like this
Big burr big thang on my wrist ice cold god damn big chain on a bitch
You better keep ya bitch on a leash cause she actin like a freak when i put her in the v
Riddin wit a hundred on the seat
Yes sir imma handle my beef na you aint gotta worry bout me
I got the strap its in reach
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Who the f*ck taught em style like this
You aint walked with yo bitch through the isle like this
Big burr big thang on my wrist ice cold god damn big chain on a bitch
You better keep ya bitch on a leash cause she actin like a freak when i put her in the v
Riddin wit a hundred on the seat
Yes sir imma handle my beef na you aint gotta worry bout me
I got the strap its in reach

Give me yo cash app im tryna do fraud
Hop out the whip wit that ma f*ckin rod
Niggas be bitches i thought you was hard
Almost fell off the road gave me head in the car

Me and my bitch we like lilo and stitch
Cut up a kilo and serve you a brick
Aint no cap on my chain i been comin legit
Poppin on molly and f*ckin on trish

Sip on my soda and purple my piss
When you make enough money go buy you a bitch
She think that im cute wana rip off my fit
Been pressin them percs and they making you sick

F*ck a prenup i married the money im rich
F*ck a prenup i married my glock wit a switch
E.d.b.g the devil been talking that shit
Molly lock in my jaw imma talk wit a lisp
Hit the bitch from the back now she walk with a limp

F*ck a red eye i want me a blue key
Boy you broke i cant f*ck wit the foolery
She was tripping i told her too lose me
Biting down i just ordered a two piece

Run a drill and im still in my jewelry
F*ck a Loui im headed to gucci
I can not f*ck on a bitch if she basic
Only blue hundreds i think that im racist

F*ck a condom aint no safe shit
Boy i up the glock yeah for no safety
Boy we on ya block coming wit haitians
Bet he come out i just gotta be patient
You not my twin no we is not adjacent

Who the f*ck taught em style like this
You aint walked with yo bitch through the isle like this
Big burr big thang on my wrist ice cold god damn big chain on a bitch
You better keep ya bitch on a leash cause she actin like a freak when i put her in the v
Riddin wit a hundred on the seat
Yes sir imma handle my beef na you aint gotta worry bout me
I got the strap its in reach
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Writer: Isaiah Lee
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