AmeliaCurvy

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

Withdrawals (p. 1kkyoto)

fake script (p. Cian)

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)

Prod @1opfor
LYRICS-
Bitches on me
Why you talking to me
Perc like made me itch
Bitch I been so lonely
No you ain’t my homie
Dirty money on me
This shit so numbing
Time to make a new one

Bitches by my side
Don’t know why you lie
Look into the fire
And then I ride
And then I ride
Know you gotta try
Got me new designer on my body
Yeah you know it’s fly

Praying to the moon
Right up in the sky
Know I been so selfish
Yeah you know I cry
Know I cry
And I try
To feel you
The lies
It’s a virtue
I never meant to hurt you 

Know that it’s something
Not alright
Smoking on that gas yeah
Get me high
Working on this love too
Maybe you can try
Don’t wanna be a ghost
I don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna die


Yeah these bitches on me
Yeah you ain’t my homie
Why you telling me lies
Yeah you don’t know me
Tell me where it’s going
I can’t take it no more
Inside of my heart
I been like so sore

Don’t want no more yeah
I’m so done wit ya
Such a bore bore
Yeah Whatchu doin now?
Close the door door 
On your way
You’re going out
I need more more
Drugs up in my system
What’s the lore?
Close the door door On
When you leaving me
And I’m not sure
If it’s gonna be

If it’s gonna be something better
Something better
I been feeling down under
Like the weather, weather
Look around 
Tell me what’s the tether?
Feet on ground up above
I’m better better
Baby can you send me love letters?
Sad yea
I ain’t feeling better yet
Underneath the weather
In my head
I’m get better
I ain’t got this yet
With the Glock
That shit smack him in his head

Bitches on me
What you talk to me for?
I’ll be honest
I just need a new whore
I’ll be honest
I don’t feel like no more
Feeling so gone
Been feeling so gone
Mixing up these drugs
Mix em up a lot
I been moving slow
Breaking my heart

Better (Prod. Xashxavier)

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Better (Prod. Xashxavier)

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