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ayerp - posted onna cona ft. zachrii

actout w nvrmindd

production by fio


kehlani - distraction

distractions [ALL PLATS]

tiedye

Fuck Out My Face
@heyvelli
@ayerpk

STREAM FOMF ON ALL PLATS: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joshy7/fomf-feat-heyvelli--ayerp-2

lyrics:
Fuck out the past, I ain't worried about old shit
I just broke up with my old bitch, yeah
Right now I'm focused on my own shit, yeah
I take the perky in doses, I can't even finish it

I'm on some slut shit
I got this real bitch, she love to throat dick
Had to cut niggas off they on broke shit
In the trap nigga, that's where your hoe is
My bro Ayerp and he tote them
And I got sneaky racks, I can't show them
Bet he pop out right now that I hold him
Fuck out my face
I ain't tryna see no pre-rolls
Cause my niggas know I don't smoke them
Fuck out my face
I do this shit when I want it
Niggas feel love but still copin
Fuck out my face

uhh, uhhh, uhhhh
Get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my face
Told em get the fuck out my way

Get a stack, I fuck up the cake
Fuck a stack, I make 50k
And I made a shit in one day

One month, two months, three months, I add it up
Got a bad little bitch with a bubble butt
Walk inside of Saks Fifth and I fuck it up
Making plays in the field, bitch, and kick n punts

What the fuck, boy
Whatchu talm bout, nigga what the fuck boy
Who is your down boy
I just spent it on a gun, boy
Tell me, how you gon' run, boy

Bullet shells make em run, boy
I smokin za with my homeboys
I got hella gwaup, so I buy some
Keep on testin me, you gon' die, boy
Like, fuck out my face
Yeah, that shawty got cake

Got no time to waste
Keep on talking, you gon' face with the drac
Yeah, yeah, uh
Fuck out my face lil nigga, huh

ARP make you shiver, yuh
Ayerp one of the realest, yuh
Niggas not bangin', not hittin nun
Shout out my lord, I keep sinnin, yo

He running track like it's fitness
I can't stop till it's finished, huh
Look at my cup, it's mud, yeah
And that hoe the finest one, yeah

Bitch, I just cop me, bud
And I brought the loudest one
Come never trip up on none of these bitches
I cannot hang round these niggas switchin

All these niggas just some rats, some snitches
Can't hear my opps, these niggas stay bitchin

Apple Music

FOMF (Feat. velli & Ayerp)

prada bags

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sio lyrics:

Do you wanna tell me somethin,  

All the stories & lies you told,

You aint neva tell me nun, 

I seen through the receipts on your phone, 

You saying that you love me getting old, 

Am I not human to you,

Do my feelings matter at all, 

You not human after all, 

Theres no soul baby after all, 

You know you can,

Hear my cries out through the halls,

I hear that voicemail,

my back slides down the wall,

Is he better for you?,

I got so many letters for you, 

Do you wanna tell me somethin, 

All of the stories & lies you told, 

Do you wanna tell me somethin, 

Man this gettin really old, 

How could you do this to me, 

You cant be, 

velli’s lyrics:

& When I get sad I try not to look up,

I treat her like magic disappear quick asf, 

You know I aint have dis,

But I answer for nun,

Cant ask you for nun, 

Nobody got shit (Yeah),

I had to tell myself, 

I aint need nobody else, 

And I see the hoes right there (facts),

I see the bros right there,

She think she know me well, 

Bitch I don’t even know myself,

No you can’t slow me down bitch,

No you can’t-

Another cup full take it to the face,

Nobody else stealing your place,

Nobody else don’t play,

 If you rock with me girl,

I wont let you go by yourself,

And me I just float by the world,

I gotchu cause nobody will, 

And she wanna go back to hell, 

And she wanna slow down now, 

I don’t know why she changed her mind, 

Im prolly gone by now, 

Don’t even bang my line, 

Don’t even call my phone,

Don’t need you no more baby,

All of the stories & lies you told.

human (soma)

VELLI SLOW DOWN (CKAINE ISAIAHSXX VELLI)

produced by @uhhmarye

https://www.instagram.com/imzachrii/

lyrics: 
(i love you, zach)
zachrii:
walk you down with big tec
this hoe trynna fuck up my racks
told her im blasian
now she call me rex
she sat on my lap, she pushing my tech
this bad hoe shedding tears on leg
call that boy elmo, leaving him red
shot that boy two times with that spaz
now he need a med kit

in my mention
it’s ya hoe
she on some sad shit
she tryna guilt trip, bitch, you on bt
that boy a hoe, saying where his treaty
you is a grown man copping a plea
man, how the fuck broke niggas talk to me
my shooter run around with that bean
we put your ugly ass on a tee
man, that boy a pussy, man, he fan of me
i put a panorama on a beam
i put a panorama on a scope
this hoe a drug, nigga, just like coke
bleh

my slime poppin’ with that spaz
and my nigga, marye, getting back
free my cousin, mari, out of that trap
i’m in this hoe, finna run it back
i spend a band on this bad bitch
i’m getting green, nigga, just like cabbage
this hoe bounce on me, nigga, like a rabbit
like keep it a bean, bitch, how can i have it
bleh

i show you bread now shut the fuck up
i whip out my dick, cause she wanna supper
she throw a fit, cause i don’t wanna cuddle
this hoe tryna line me when we cuddle
we caught that boy in his bed
man, i brought out tec then i stop his snore
when i sip on deuce, nigga, that’s a shield pot
god forbid for the niggas tryna smoke my core
this hoe trynna play me like a fiddle
but she call me mi amor
i swear she a whore
this hoe on my line,
she trynna hit me up
i ain’t talking tupac shakur
yeah

ayerp: 
twin, he hit that door
nigga, you step out of line
me and zachary in this bitch
and we throwin’ 3.5
i’m with my fuckin slime
niggas tryna run up bat that nigga down (head tap)
i’m the same young nigga
doggin’ srt, do it all the time
nigga tryna run up, he fried
nigga tryna run up, get hitsticked
backseat, she wanna fuck on me
i tell that dumb bitch, kick shit
we spin your block like a wheel still
nigga tryna run up,
then he get hit with a blue tip
but if i pass it, you won’t hit him
walk it down fast, shit, in a insta

zachrii:
walk you down with big tec
this hoe trynna fuck up my racks
told her im blasian
now she call me rex
she sat on my lap, she pushing my tech
this bad hoe shedding tears on leg
call that boy elmo, leaving him red
shot that boy two times with that spaz
now he need a med kit

in my mention
it’s ya hoe
she on some sad shit
she tryna guilt trip, bitch, you on bt
that boy a hoe, saying where his treaty
you is a grown man copping a plea
man, how the fuck broke niggas talk to me
my shooter run around with that bean
we put your ugly ass on a tee
man, that boy a pussy, man, he fan of me
i put a panorama on a beam
i put a panorama on a scope
this hoe a drug, nigga, just like coke
bleh

(bitch ass, nigga
sent yo fuck-ass to the lobby
the fuck
slatt
slatt
sluhhh)

walkin ft. ayerp (uhhmarye)

Produced by Jayc

LYRICS:

Bitches on my body tryna fuck me like cmon
I’ll get you what you want, I’ll buy you that new Saint Laurent
This lil hoe she crazy, yeah I gotta get her gone
One step at a time I gotta move like i’m a pawn
All these bitches gon make me riches
All these hoes they wanna suck me up and give me kisses
This lil hoe she wanna fuck me up, like keep your distance
This hoe on my body tryna fuck, I stand on business
I got two twin bad hoes steady kissing
And she on my body, grab my phone asking for digits
Bitch i’m outside with the gang, fuck the bitches
Don’t fuck with this hoe she not tryna come over and listen to me
Money get bigger
Fuck these bitches messing with my pape, i’d rather break with ya
Yeah you been the main one tryna act like you been bigger
If you tryna come back, then it’s gon cost ya 5 figures
Cause i’m not the same guy
Ima say it once
I don’t like these bitches tryna swing guns
Rather have a bitch with the big buns
Got some head, bitch, from my ex one
Fuck these haters ima pass em
If my money gone, they’ll be five dead
I could pay a bitch like five cents
Got these bad bitches tryna hop in
Put my hands up where my eyes been
Fuck you and what you stand for, Ima kill you right in broad day
Hoods on in the night time, ima sneak up leave five dead
Five dead, ima leave your top dead
Slide in, fuck these bitches talking bout?
On gang
Bitches on my body tryna fuck me like cmon
I’ll get you what you want, I’ll buy you that new Saint Laurent
This lil hoe she crazy, yeah I gotta get her gone
One step at a time I gotta move like i’m a pawn
All these bitches gon make me riches
All these hoes they wanna suck me up and give me kisses
This lil hoe she wanna fuck me up, like keep your distance

Pawn

heyvelli - nine (prod. chop)

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