love you guys <3

LYRICS:
shawty she a bad bitch she know what she want and what she need
so I can understand why she’s been tryna talk to me
legs, face, hip, waist, everything pristine 
I’m just tryna fuck you to the beat
can I fuck you to the beat?
I’d take you places you ain’t been
wintertime in Paris, say you mine and ce la vie 
summertime in Rome, when we done we dip to Greece
have you ever made love in different countries overseas
I could - 
I could make your toes curl baby girl
I could 
I could show you what you worth baby girl 
I could 
I could really do the most uh
I'd even bring you to my shows baby girl, I could 
heard you like to read that Wattpad shit
I could do the most id do those Wattpad things
hand up on your neck the other hand on your hip
rub my fingers down your spine, you doing good for me shi 
and I could do a lot more that I can’t say on this track 
if your momma heard she would be taken a back 
you might do the most, but I’m on go, where you at?
I could beat it up and leave you like damn, like damn, like 
where you at bae?
we could keep it lowkey cause I’m attached bae
that’s incognito like I clicked and switched the tab bae
hello hi, come thru, iwantchu mine bae 
can you let a young nigga come and slide bae?
to tell the truth you know I’m not here to lie bae
see  I know people in your dms tryna slide bae 
and I get heated cause they tryna take what’s mine 
you a different type of fine bae

tryna see if you agree
I think you’ll look better under me baby 
if you got some plans in the week
book me and I can show you what I mean baby
oh you talking brave in my DMs
huh k then, you come and show me how you feelin baby 
know I tell no lies when I speak, huh yea
I think you’ll look better under me baby
i think you’ll look better under me baby
I think you’ll look better under me baby 
yea, yea,
better under me baby
baby, yea yea

oh you heard about the boy, they say I’m cold with it 
say under pressure can you handle it the most? 
uh, hold up
I got bitches overseas, who wanna work with it
but ima tryna have your body shaking from the toes with it  
oh I know niggas in my city they get so jealous
check the score im up by 5 and i aint slowin it
like spaghetti I could eat it up, lick the plate clean
shawty I won’t leave a crumb, just come and find out what I mean
come and see

tryna see if you agree
I think you’ll look better under me baby 
if you got some plans in the week
book me and I can show you what I mean baby
oh you talking brave in my DMs
huh k then, you come and show me how you feelin baby 
know I tell no lies when I speak, huh yea
I think you’ll look better under me baby
i think you’ll look better under me baby
I think you’ll look better under me baby 
yea, yea,
better under me baby
baby, yea yea

better under me

quick one for you guys, hope you like <3

LYRICS:
we both know we more than friends
it don’t make no sense
you try and hide, play hard to get 
it don’t make no sense
you scared of what? scared of commitment?
but if I’m your man I’d fuck you right there ain’t no question yea
but if it’s too much, too much, too much for you
I’ll ease up, pretend, we friends, for you
but if I’m on your mind, don’t lie, I’ll slide, for you 
be more than friends, get more than wet, all that for you 

okay let’s switch the plan
let’s say I am your man,
I’m fluent in your body language, trust I understand
could have your legs up to the moon, don’t act so innocent
or have you face down, come swing round, I’ll do that in a flash 
okay
I get it,
you a 10 and you stand on your business,
shawty you bad and you know it
tell the truth I’m just tryna be closer 
as your man I’d be giving you closure
know you make me lose all my composure 
I know you say we just friends but fuck it let’s see how it ends with our clothes off

friends?

Medea

Love

Receipts

A small project to end a chapter within my life.

Hope you enjoy <3

perfect timing

blind side

Middle of The Night

introspect

how it goes

Apollo

No Cares

Pinned At The Top is trap RnB about being the favorite secret but never the real choice. You are the thread that stays pinned at the top of their phone, the photos they save, the messages they reread when the room is dark, but you never make it into the group photos or the close friends list.

The lyrics live inside the notification bar. Muted calls, saved pics, blue text threads that hold your whole heart. It is frustration, clarity and finally a quiet decision to unpin yourself and walk away. Smooth vocals ride over guitar and 808s, keeping it moody and melodic while the story does the damage.

This one belongs with the rest of the ViceLane catalog as the digital heartbreak chapter, sitting between late night flex records and full on noir scenes.

better under me

tyde