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Solana
Hip-Hop/Rap
Solana was released on July 3, 2026 by GeekBoyzEnt as a part of the album Coouchington - EP
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Release DateJuly 3, 2026
LabelGeekBoyzEnt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
coouchie
coouchie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J.U..
J.U..
Songwriter
HBKBrando
HBKBrando
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J.U..
J.U..
Engineer
HBKBrando
HBKBrando
Producer

Lyrics

I don't wanna fuck, I just want your SSN
Out of town, they call me Billy, made a 20 outta 10
I grew up on Gucci, I was four in 2010
Grew up 'round the smoochies, wasn't fucking, just the head
He not even rapping, he just capping just to hit
Percs gon' make me itch, but the lean gon' make me piss
Crazy for the Wocky, put up Glockys for the Tris
Off an eight of Act, I just dropped it in a split
Green-pink pills, but they all feel the same
Used to rock Sambas, but I never really skate
Used to wanna save a hoe, I threw away the cape
I took half a ticket and I threw it in the paint
Should've came plain, but the Rollie came bust down
If I need packs, I call up Rodney for the touchdown
I don't need a plug, I call up Bonnie for the Runtz now
Popped a couple Percs and went crazy on the come down
Bitch, I'm Ray Rice, I went crazy off the punch
He don't need no shroomies, she was tripping off a blunt
Eating strippers out, yeah, that lil' boy a munch
He don't really punch, that's some shit he did once
He just pouring Green Iguana
I can't get a pint 'cause the plug don't take Solana
Kicked out the resort 'cause we hotboxed the cabana
Waiting for a load, but Frank just said"Mañana"
Plain black tee, by the collar it say Off
Yo momma buy yo fits and she probably shop at Ross
Some like Meech, I ain't get it off the soft
Smoking on some flower and it's not Cherry Cough
How the fuck you up in a '99 Impala?
But I knew you broke, ya bitch do anything for guala
Hating on the man 'cause yo bitch look like Juwanna
Hating on the man 'cause yo bitch look like Obama
Picture me in office, they went Coouchie for the Prez
If it's up to me, I'd spend a million on red
I'm gon' drink it straight, I'm not gonna sip that bitch instead
Put it on my pancakes, I'm sipping out of bed
Wock out in Houston, I ain't never been to Texas
Pop pink pills and send a 50 out a Lexus
Top pink bills, send a 50 to Alexis
I just drained his bank account, I guess I'm overzealous
Tell him after this he going broke with Myles Turner
Flew out to the Bay just for a couple bowls from Berner
Bomb.com and then I turned into a earner
Worry 'bout my money, I'm like"Bitch, it don't concern her"
We ain't have no noodles, it ain't shit but fried rice
On the road straight, six Days, five Nights
I ain't drink it straight, four Pops, three Pints
Ran off on the plug, two Glocks, one Knife
Written by: HBKBrando, J.U..
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