AmeliaCurvy

che & jssr - woah (prod. jssr) (leaked song)

Maybe (p. C13)

Lyrics-

Prada bag with Draco 
I’m so mad ok tho
Taking all these drugs
Yeah I medicate oh 
Pussy boy
Pocket watching
Like ts was cable
Bitch bad she can’t stay tho
I’m in France 
Ouah c’est tres beau 
Drugs on the table 
Poppin percs feel like play dough
Give a fuck Whatchu talkin bout
Fuck bout what u say tho

Do u remember me
Remember all those late nights
And this bitch really stuck on my mind
In the bathroom do another cocaine line
In the trap too wit my brodi right
Rollin rollin onna Molly 
All the pretty lights
Running runnin from my past
Think I be alright

Mad I’m ok doe 
Prada bag w da draco 
Yea I j slay hoes
I j do dis shit by myself
Fuck a label
Drugs on the table
Drugs wit my main hoe
Pink pill on my lap
Shit Imma take those
Stackin chips
No potatoes 
Music bad I throw tomatoes

Slimin out with my lil pistol 
Imma make a play tho 
Wildin out on these drugs
Dunno how I’m able
And the life I live
Think that that’s a fable

And there crazy bitches they ain’t never stay bro
333.XYZ stay right in my lane bro
Damn she so sugar sweet 
Candy cane bro
I ain’t seen my bro in weeks 
Then he came home
Moral of the story
Yea u just a lame bro

Sincerely

Ok Tho (prod. Chop)

Bag on Me (prod. Chop)

@1kkyoto  (SIngle Version)
Lyrics- Lil blicky in my pocket
Never left me with an option
Get my money up
And the shit that you been talking

My gang steady rockin
Prescription pills piled in my pocket
Do this shit just for the thrills
Walkin right through hell

Give a fuck about your feels bitch
Big ol wheels on this Benz truck
Hollywood Hills with bad bitch 
I’m gonna fuck 
You down bad outta luck
You a coward Aint amounting like to much

Spinnin wheels and I hit the clutch 

Blicky in my pocket
Hit the moonwalk
FN pistol cocked it
Why you always tryna talk on my name
Why you think brave
Why you do this shit all day

Wired up booted on the stims
Countin up my cake
Do not talk to you 
Bitch I need a break

Bitch I’m rich feel great
Stackin up my cake
Spending all my money on the music
Blowing up today

Blicky in my pocket
Never left me with an option
Talking talkin talkin 
That’s all these people do

If he talking shit ima sock him
Yeah that pussy boy he got hella soft hands
Bro stay out my way no point in stoppin 
My money up my money up I’m taking my shit

Keep my cool walkin in like I run this bitch
Never leave the house without my tool
That don’t make no sense
Remember how we used to do that shit
Yeah with all my friends
Nowadays I’m boolin boolin 
I just count my bands

I just count my bands
New designer pants
Take me lil trip to France
Why you talking like you on this shit
Even if I wanted to couldn’t give a fuckin shit

Breakin down a brick
Seeing all the colors on the acid trip

No Option (prod. 1kkyoto)

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WESTERN US Singer/Songwriter, Producer and Tastemaker

Much love <3 thx for listening.

333XYZ s/o (@aphvntvsia)

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Bag on Me (prod. Chop)

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