velli + noraa - uncle sam (prod myr3n & kade)

luv n yo hoe

Teenage Dirtbag w luvblue + wire

mix and mastered by me
vocals and written by me

you and me (whylunar)

talk about me

Produced by Once

LYRICS:

Bad hoes to my left, to my right yeah
Smoking on that zip shawty if you couldn’t tell
I don’t care bout money, bitch I got the clientele
Dirty triss sippin’ and i’m overseas￼
I don’t care bout bitches, they just starting shit
Im the maker of this shit, why you tryna bitch?
I be smoking on your pack, kinda like a cig
And I hope you understand me for the shit I did yeah
Big boss, big truck, bad hoes, fuck em
Bitches gotta chill out or else this shit gonna rumble yeah
I am at my high, smoking gas send me to sky
I be with my mob yeah, we taking hella time
Bad bitch she a dime
She tryna fuck one time
Gotta read the signs, they jokes they just like mime 
Win this shit no tie, got bad hoe she like crime
These hoes just wanna lie, but one of them wanna ride
I know you wanna copy me
Good luck with finding me
Can’t copy me you see
Just let me be, I got you diamond rings
In the scene, I don’t care bout the digits
Bad hoes to my left, to my right yeah
Smoking on that zip shawty if you couldn’t tell
I don’t care bout money, bitch I got the clientele
Dirty triss sippin’ and i’m overseas
Bad hoes to my left, to my right yeah
Smoking on that zip shawty if you couldn’t tell
I don’t care bout money, bitch I got the clientele
Dirty triss sippin’ and i’m overseas

Left, Right

velli ～ #slimierre「ckaine」

you got my back?

Produced by Yunme

LYRICS:

Show me what you want baby, and what you wanna do
I been feeling down lately, but I try to keep my cool
I been having wild thoughts, and they all cause of you
Sippin henny ten shots, while i'm thinking bout' you
Ten, ten shots
Down my body now I feel like I can't even walk
Since I started from this shit now I can't even stop
In the back with my bitch no I can't get caught
Been all by myself, fuck that bitch I don't care
And my ex-hoe call me up like hail are you doing well?
Don't know what to say yeah
Don't look at me sideways
I'm like miles away yeah
Please get out of my way
Pockets big like Rod Wave
Bitch don't even try me, I'll fuck your bitch like how it taste
Ex-hoe tryna lie away, bitch don't even call me
Cause' I got a lot to say
Thinking at the runway, thinking how to run away
Bitch like where you at?
Bad bitch all up on my arms, yes i'm tryna go tap
She tryna do me bad on cam, don't talk to me like that
No I don't give a fuck bout' these hoes, yeah i'm tryna stack racks
Yeah, bitch i want the head, no strings attached
Roll anotha blunt and take off, little nigga betta stand back
With my twin like scoob and shag
Me and hail like Bron and Shaq
Aim a cutta at yo stache
Walkin money glitch, no patch
Think i’m losin it, been talkin to my chat
In my jeans I got racks
And my jeans, yeah they Raf Simons
H- hop in presidential coupe
Know the roof missing
Know you did me wrong, but I just keep my cool and my distance
Even tho that shit was hurtful
You set my heart infernal
But this life shit come full circle
Hit from the back almost knocked off her dermal
Pop my shit, something like a kernel
Know that you what i need, but girl i give you what you want baby in return though
Show me what you want baby, and what you wanna do
I been feeling down lately, but I try to keep my cool
I been having wild thoughts, and they all cause of you
Sippin henny ten shots, while i'm thinking bout' you
Ten, ten shots
Down my body now I feel like I can't even walk
Since I started from this shit now I can't even stop
In the back with my bitch no I can't get caught

talk about me

valic (@va11c)

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