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Shelby Flow
Rap
Shelby Flow è stato pubblicato il 26 febbraio 2026 da Ae! Jey come parte dell'album Shelby Flow - Single
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Data di uscita26 febbraio 2026
EtichettaAe! Jey
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM99

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ae! Jey
Ae! Jey
Performer
BAR'CODE
BAR'CODE
Performer
Ajinkya Kote
Ajinkya Kote
Rap
Suyash Pevekar
Suyash Pevekar
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ajinkya Kote
Ajinkya Kote
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ae! Jey
Ae! Jey
Producer
Ajinkya Kote
Ajinkya Kote
Mixing Engineer

Testi

Yea, it's Ae! Jey x BAR'CODE shit
Westside motherfuckers, we don't play
Fuck outta my way, look
Aye
Scheming like a master, every move Shelby
Stackin' up my wins, can't let them compel me
Moving like a shadow, silent but stealthy
Rules don't apply here, I don't need no referee
I've been runnin' up them digits, you can call me Jeffery
Slice through beats like I'm Freddy on Elm Street
Sharpened my craft like a blade that's deadly
Cutting through the noise, ain't nobody can tell me
Session's in progress, aur BAR'CODE hai saath mein
Studio mein locked in, ab hone jaare hadse
They tell me that I talk less
I say I don't talk shit
Baatcheet hai kam
Concentration on the progress
Steady climbin' up
I ain't rushing through the process
Mene verses, kare smoke
Guess main banda bada toxic
Only time I talk sick
Is when I'm 'bout to drop hits
Trust me when I drop this
It's gon' be a moshpit
Like woah
Bitch, I'm coming out here swinging with my motherfuckin' right blow
Hit 'em with that bass, got 'em all hyped with my tight flows
Faster like it's NASCAR, got that speed like I'm IShow
Major with that G-shit, always keep it on a high note
In person, I'm real nice
But with the mic on, I'm a psycho
Feel like MS Dhoni, under pressure I stay ice cold
Rhymes they killin', sick, I'm illin', make that shit go viral
Every time I spit, raise the bar like they eyebrows
Bar like they eyebrows
Ayo, BAR'CODE, fuck that beat up
Westside, motherfucker, we don't play
Pockets ain't empty, still need to keep hustling
Middle-class roots
The fruits keep me humbling
Part-time rapper
Full-time coach
Like them both
So the roles keep juggling
Dropped outta college, but I'm schooling the masses
You and your ego
Both need fitness classes
Dikha mat charbi
Apne shooters Shelby
Koi lukkha (Luca) maar jayega, jo ki John wali galti
(pop, pop, pop)
No selenophile shit
Police wala mama khass hai
Hafta nai dete, apna monthly wala class hai
Apna monthly wala class hai
Bars cutting through
Like the blades in my cap
Thoda kaan check toh karo
While I flex on the track
(pop, pop, pop)
Ain't no pookie
We need brains on the street
Tommy wala game
Arthur wala Beast
No opium, no whiskey
Coffee wali breed
Brown, hot and strong
That's how we rizz
Like woooo!
BAR'CODE and Ae! Jey on the track
Raising the bar high
Then pulling up the stack
Backstabbing bohot, so we filling up the bag
Brocode gang on the rise
One, two, three, mic check
Like ah, ah a ah
Ae! Jey, gala thoda baitha hua
Badha thoda gain
(Paani pila yar)
Competition smacked down
Here comes the pain
(Here comes the pain yeah)
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Written by: Ajinkya Kote
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