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JTLynell - Velvet Room Lyrics



JTLynell - Velvet Room Lyrics
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Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
Walk In the function Lynell get it poppin
It throw me a fit like I angered my closet
I came with the heat but my bracelet don't like it
Stop drop and roll nigga
I came with my pole nigga
All of you goofy niggas is hoes nigga
Imma walk em down like the floor
Lynell's that guy put it on everybody soul nigga
God told me get em I get em I got it
Velvet room blue lining up in my pocket
Don't make no bet my neck wet like a faucet
Triple the check I finesse for a profit
Fye fye fye to his dome with the heat
I-I can't lie put this song on repeat
Niggas line up when you call out the weak
You niggas the same and you lame and you bleak
I cry sometimes I'm alone in my sleep
If I die by sunrise dont release all my heat
I made it myself I produce all my beats
Had to learn how to mix cause this music aint cheap
No joker no joke if you fool imma blam it
Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
Where is yo money, where is yo bands
Counting that Guala got blues In my hand
Niggas talk on me I swear they a fan
That bread got my back like I summoned stand
Might pop with this Glock make em dance lil nigga
Might skip all the straps and throw hands lil nigga
My skin black as f*ck and you bland lil nigga
Scars on my face and my head and my body
I swear I'm a star the moon watching's a hobby
Headspace different place you niggas ain't around me
Stars on my mind like my head got a bounty
Come book you a ride to fly out of the county
If a nigga play games send him back to the lobby
Ain't bad at nothing but rap just a hobby
Right back, (JT) right back, (Lynell)
If a nigga run up Lynell send him right back
Imma nigga with some grit and imma bite back
My nigga say it to my face I wouldn't type that
You hoop in the street you hoop on a trail
You hoop in a bin you hoop in a cell
And who keep it real?
Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
How I ain't part of the gang? I don't need no goofy I only need god nigga
We can't be part of the same you smoking on boof and I'm smoking this prod. nigga
Fishy lil niggas like cod nigga
I'll shoot a lil nigga like C.O.D. nigga
I don't f*ck with niggas they odd
These niggas is trippin they pray on my downfall
Keep my head up won't no crown fall
Im on top of my city like town hall
I'm the king of the castle denounce all
I keep beef locked a way like a cow stall
I'm gone beat it like punch she eat it like Pac-Man
Got me a munch she brought me a rack in
Hoes on my dick cause they love them a black man
Say you got bands ok show me a stack then
Hoes on my dick cause I'm tall and attractive
Said my music was trash that nigga was capping
I'm down for the money I'm up with the rapping
You ain't streaming Lynell? my nigga please tap in
Please nigga damn.
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Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
Walk In the function Lynell get it poppin
It throw me a fit like I angered my closet
I came with the heat but my bracelet don't like it
Stop drop and roll nigga
I came with my pole nigga
All of you goofy niggas is hoes nigga
Imma walk em down like the floor
Lynell's that guy put it on everybody soul nigga
God told me get em I get em I got it
Velvet room blue lining up in my pocket
Don't make no bet my neck wet like a faucet
Triple the check I finesse for a profit
Fye fye fye to his dome with the heat
I-I can't lie put this song on repeat
Niggas line up when you call out the weak
You niggas the same and you lame and you bleak
I cry sometimes I'm alone in my sleep
If I die by sunrise dont release all my heat
I made it myself I produce all my beats
Had to learn how to mix cause this music aint cheap
No joker no joke if you fool imma blam it
Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
Where is yo money, where is yo bands
Counting that Guala got blues In my hand
Niggas talk on me I swear they a fan
That bread got my back like I summoned stand
Might pop with this Glock make em dance lil nigga
Might skip all the straps and throw hands lil nigga
My skin black as f*ck and you bland lil nigga
Scars on my face and my head and my body
I swear I'm a star the moon watching's a hobby
Headspace different place you niggas ain't around me
Stars on my mind like my head got a bounty
Come book you a ride to fly out of the county
If a nigga play games send him back to the lobby
Ain't bad at nothing but rap just a hobby
Right back, (JT) right back, (Lynell)
If a nigga run up Lynell send him right back
Imma nigga with some grit and imma bite back
My nigga say it to my face I wouldn't type that
You hoop in the street you hoop on a trail
You hoop in a bin you hoop in a cell
And who keep it real?
Velvet all blue from my sole to helmet
Critical hit know I'm causing some damage
Cash register when I pop my persona
Pockets like Igor I throw blues up on her
How I ain't part of the gang? I don't need no goofy I only need god nigga
We can't be part of the same you smoking on boof and I'm smoking this prod. nigga
Fishy lil niggas like cod nigga
I'll shoot a lil nigga like C.O.D. nigga
I don't f*ck with niggas they odd
These niggas is trippin they pray on my downfall
Keep my head up won't no crown fall
Im on top of my city like town hall
I'm the king of the castle denounce all
I keep beef locked a way like a cow stall
I'm gone beat it like punch she eat it like Pac-Man
Got me a munch she brought me a rack in
Hoes on my dick cause they love them a black man
Say you got bands ok show me a stack then
Hoes on my dick cause I'm tall and attractive
Said my music was trash that nigga was capping
I'm down for the money I'm up with the rapping
You ain't streaming Lynell? my nigga please tap in
Please nigga damn.
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Writer: Jeremiah Tate
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Performed By: JTLynell
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Jeremiah Tate
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