Produced by: jxcob

Artist(s): @savevalu @hunnasos 

Producer(s): @jxcccobbb

Stream on other platforms:
n/a

Mixed and Mastered by: soser, savevalu

Lyrics:

B-Bitch

Shout out twin, we got telepathy (bitch)
I’m gettin too high, it got the best of me, yuh 
If that was your ho, then how she left with me?
When you leave your man, you get the rest of me, yuh
We getting too high, feel like we can’t see, yuh
We goin’ too fast, baby can you keep up?
Walk in smell like gas, boy I stink like reefer

That’s yo ho, think she a keeper?
I know shit, it make ya leave her
Walk out the bando, smellin like reefer (yeah yeaa)
Owe me a band, boy come pay that fee up (fee)
Quit talking ‘bout what happen if you see us (yah yah)
I’m tryn be heavy lapping, colosseum
They see the kid doin’ good, and they happy to see him (good)
It’s just a habit to me, I ain’t really mean to fuck you over, that’s just how I see it (yeah)
Th-th-they be like “Young Valu ballin out,” Like NBA, ain’t no fuckin’ collegiate (swish, swish)
Yeah, if I told you about half of the things that i seen, i swear to God, you won’t believe it
Yeah, im just used to people leaving, so i reciprocate back with them texts, I ain’t seen that 
Ridin’ around with that glock, i hit that lil bitch in the lungs, now he need a CPAP

Yuh, them bullets send that
Got racks, I been had
that FN hit your bitch ass
Talk online but won’t spin that,
Oh yuh
Me and twin got twin telepathy yuh
So wild, I broke her heart, I got no empathy yuh
Uh, you look while I bleed ho,
Glock keep me safe, DJ Pedo
You can’t steal my swag, you’ll never know
Run up my racks, I’m the G.O.A.T
Yuh, me and my twin on sync, we on go
Y-Y-Yuh, twin telepathy, my twin already know itB-Bitch

Shout out twin, we got telepathy (bitch)
I’m gettin too high, it got the best of me, yuh 
If that was your ho, then how she left with me?
When you leave your man, you get the rest of me, yuh
We getting too high, feel like we can’t see, yuh
We goin’ too fast, baby can you keep up?
Walk in smell like gas, boy I stink like reefer

That’s yo ho, think she a keeper?
I know shit, it make ya leave her
Walk out the bando, smellin like reefer (yeah yeaa)
Owe me a band, boy come pay that fee up (fee)
Quit talking ‘bout what happen if you see us (yah yah)
I’m tryn be heavy lapping, colosseum
They see the kid doin’ good, and they happy to see him (good)
It’s just a habit to me, I ain’t really mean to fuck you over, that’s just how I see it (yeah)
Th-th-they be like “Young Valu ballin out,” Like NBA, ain’t no fuckin’ collegiate (swish, swish)
Yeah, if I told you about half of the things that i seen, i swear to God, you won’t believe it
Yeah, im just used to people leaving, so i reciprocate back with them texts, I ain’t seen that 
Ridin’ around with that glock, i hit that lil bitch in the lungs, now he need a CPAP

Yuh, them bullets send that
Got racks, I been had
that FN hit your bitch ass
Talk online but won’t spin that,
Oh yuh
Me and twin got twin telepathy yuh
So wild, I broke her heart, I got no empathy yuh
Uh, you look while I bleed ho,
Glock keep me safe, DJ Pedo
You can’t steal my swag, you’ll never know
Run up my racks, I’m the G.O.A.T
Yuh, me and my twin on sync, we on go
Y-Y-Yuh, twin telepathy, my twin already know it
(add this song to your playlist, W)
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Twin Telepathy w/Soser (prod. Jxcob)

sane w kaio prod yak

Feet prod oxyivist

blastfahmi : bled

trickman :: bandoo

Mirelle

Spid3r

prod bayergartner 

lyrics

Yea it hurts
Brand new trauma on my body
Brand new pain on my skin
I got tatted yea im sinnin
If she got mileage, im not hittin
My ex bitch still in college
She studying good for them grades
But baby girl you ain’t no Saint
I’m going crazy, yea insane
She wanted trauma so i cheated
At them heaven gates
I’m not going in
So i’m stuck on this motherfuckin earth
Pull my teeth out
It motherfuckin hurt 
When i was a baby i couldn’t do much
When i was a baby i was fuckin cryin 
Hop in a G-Wagon
Hop in a Cayenne

Baby you say that you love me
I don’t see it
Baby you say that you love me
I don’t feel it
Baby you say that you love me
I can’t hear it
yuh
Hop in that motherfuckin Cayenne

Yea it hurts
Brand new trauma on my body
Brand new pain on my skin
I got tatted yea im sinnin
If she got mileage, im not hittin
My ex bitch still in college
She studying good for them grades
But baby girl you ain’t no Saint
I’m going crazy, yea insane
She wanted trauma so i cheated
At them heaven gates
I’m not going in
So i’m stuck on this motherfuckin earth
Pull my teeth out
It motherfuckin hurt 
When i was a baby i couldn’t do much
When i was a baby i was fuckin cryin 
Hop in a G-Wagon
Hop in a Cayenne

trauma

Lacey

katsu.mp3

Produced by: longboystyle + sk + wlrd
Mixed & Mastered by: @imnotvrycreative
All Plats: https://imnotvrycreative.com/releases/jon-snow
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah-uh, yeah
Yeah-uh, yeah-uh)

[Chorus]
Nothing wrong, I could find some, only I know
Empty promise, know that you won't
Yeah, knock that out the park, it make you run home
You can't kill it, brought it back like it's Jon Snow
Nothing wrong, I could find some with my eyes closed
Empty promise, know that you won't
Yeah, 'nun to knock that out the park, it make you run home
Never kill it, coming back like it's Jon Snow

[Verse]
Yeah, can you tell me what you thought?
Can't think 'bout amounts, just need a whole lot
Said I talk too round, ain't saying too much, I know-ow, on God
Won't stayed down, it'll I popped back up
Got some hits in the vault, drop that its up
I want 'em sick of me, grabbing they gut
Real time, you could watch it
A joke, but it felt real honest
Dropped the ball, he botched it, I don't think you want it
And I could see that wasn't all in
They would think that shit is rigged the way I called it

[Bridge]
What a joke, know that I can't take this seriously though
I'on know you, that's that, I don't wanna get involved
It's been on the right track, ain't got time for taking off
Said that it'll be right back, put your money where your talk—

[Chorus]
Nothing wrong, 'til you find some, only I know
Empty promise, know that you won't
Yeah, knock that out the park, it make you run home
You can't kill it, brought it back like it's Jon Snow
Nothing wrong, I could find some with my eyes closed
Empty promise, know that you won't
Nothing to knock that out the park, it make you run home
Never kill it, coming back like it's Jon Snow

[Outro]
Nothing wrong, I could find some with my eyes closed
Empty promise, know that you won't
'Nun to knock that out the park, it make you run home
You can't kill it, brought it back like it's Jon Snow

JON SNOW [p. longboystyle + sk + wrld]

forza

trickman :: bandoo

sy

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