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YTBOCT

YTBOCT (short for YouTube Boyband of Central Texas) is a musical artist group that originated from Central Texas. As implied by their name, they gained popularity mainly through their presence on YouTube, where they showcase their music and performances. The members of YTBOCT come together to produce catchy and vibrant pop music with an emphasis on harmonies and fun choreography. Their energetic and entertaining performances have earned them a dedicated following on various social media platforms. more »

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Bad memories can't hold me back, leeches had to get them off
Fucked up plenty bags, I had to learn that you can't get em all
I wanna show my hand, but I just knowin, they gone take my out (Bitch I'm King Slime)
Shit, I been sittin', tryna wait it out

But I ain't blow yet, starting to think my chances slim up in this shit
So now it's over, I ain't no cappin' ass, rappin' ass
Nigga, Oct gone blow some, back off thugin in them trenches
With my young niggas, they on that

One call to get you spent, we pull up strikers, tryna blow shit
Put my all into this shit, I'm about raw as it can get
Have you ever hit the block, the sale some hard, or hit a lick
Been takin' losses, Buchu problems, gotta solve that shit again

But it ain't nothin' to it, boss, watch how I shake it off
Pardon me, them folk done started me
I was sixteen with a bag, damn near a dub on Tarboro street
Wrecked the Beamer, Coped the Benz, can't name no nigga, raw a nigga

Pop my gun like every time, can't, nobody got off on me
If it ain't my turn, I'm finna take a turn, I'm tired of waiting
Only time I wrote was for my music never wrote no statements
Same day that G4 died, I was just with him, that shit crazy

Steady asking God why, I don't know why the f*ck I can't stay with him (WTF)
You can run, but you can't hide for long, I know some great niggas
I don't go nowhere without my 40, I don't take risks
Hop out broad day with chop stick just like Arabians

JB, that's my youngin that's slight off, so don't even play with him
I can give them to you, I can't move for less than 850
Nailed his bitch, then send her right back home just to lay with him
Copped the 250, I wish I could drop the roof in it
And they know we shoot niggas, shit, we shooting go straight through niggas let's ride let's ride let's ride

Bad memories can't hold me back, leeches had to get them off
Fucked up plenty bags, I had to learn that you can't get em all
I wanna show my hand, but I just knowin, they gone take my out (Bitch I'm King Slime)

Shit, I been sittin', tryin' to wait it out
But I ain't blow yet, starting to think my chances slim up in this shit
So now it's over, I ain't no cappin' ass, rappin' ass
Nigga, Oct gone blow some, back off thuggin in them trenches

With my young niggas, they on that, one call a get you spent
We pull up, strikers tryna blow shit

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