APPLEOFF Vela Seff (Ft. Valee)

(Produced by GoyardSounds)

[Chorus: Vela Seff]
I got a kit and I'm three high
This bitch always asking bout these guys
I'm in this bitch mouth like her lies
I cook Steak & Knife just like Based God
Ho tryin' to pour up, I'm like what lines?
This drink cost some Dior and Off-White
I walk in Neimans, it's on sight
I ain't buying shit better ask Christ
Ion love her, it's just more life
This jigga feel like I was born twice
It's money on money

[Verse 1: Valee]
40 thousand gone, thank God now I got some new ears
Car the same color of new Veneers, switch a bitch like I switch gears
I got chrome on me not a mirror, in the back like rear rear
And I gotcha your bitch with you texting me trying to see if here
New spot on my white tee thank god it's only lean
Windows up boy we high, pouring up in a knee high
Nigga run up on me imma have to put him the air like we fye
Three pistols on me, keep five
High fashion all we buy
I keep a bad bitch, nah wait really mean
Keep a bad b, all she wanna do is hit me up for D I see why
And I shouldn't said shit she shy
We at Wu's House smelling like exotic waiters shushing us keep quiet
Ninety thousand dollars sitting by the curb, foreign parked on the east side
Four apple watches, she shock
Gucci tee silk, you shocked
Nigga run up and I'm letting em fly its gone take em a minute see he shot
I'm in Hermes with the...
I'm in Hermes around the clock, I'm in Hermes with the rock
I pull off like a missing watch, I pull off like a apple watch
I pull off like a table cloth, I pull off like..