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Mirror/Reflection (Interlude)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mirror/Reflection (Interlude) was released on July 31, 2026 by Valley Boy Productions & Suicide Studios as a part of the album Emo Thug
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Release DateJuly 31, 2026
LabelValley Boy Productions & Suicide Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kartier Dub
Kartier Dub
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Walters
Carter Walters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Suicide
DJ Suicide
Engineer

Lyrics

You think you know me
High as fuck, looking in a mirror in the bathroom (DJ Suicide!)
High as fuck, looking in a mirror in the bathroom (The Trim Reaper!)
High as fuck, looking in a mirror in the bathroom
High as fuck, pulling up
Bitch, I'm at the venue
Everything that I do, you can too
Everything that I do, bitch, you can too
Everything that I do, bitch, you can too
He tryna be like me, he just can't do it
He can't walk in with that bag, do it like I do it
Say she feelin' all my swag, bae, ain't nothin' to it
I saw your story on the 'Gram, baby, you got me droolin
She don't even know who I am, just know what I'm doin
Yeah, but I'm tryna figure out what you doin
You so bad that I don't care if I end up lookin' stupid
You so bad that if I fumble, I'll probably lose it
I could probably turn a bitch into a puddle, if she see me movin' (Welcome to the Valley!)
If she see me pushin' that whip, I'm probably goin' fast, oh
If she see me buyin' that drip, I probably spend a bag, tho
She hittin' me up on freaky shit, she tryna get her back broke
Baby girl, yeah, I know your ex, yeah, that man broke
It's funny how the bitches that did you wrong call you an asshole
I shoot my shot and it go in, I used to air ball
I hit that spliff and I sit back and I just stare off
Thinkin' bout all of the times I shoulda crashed but kept it player (Valley Boy Productions!)
She tryna play the game, I said, she tryna play the game
Bitch, I'm tired of bein' a player (DJ Suicide)
She tryna play the game, I said, she tryna play the game
Bitch, I'm tired of bein' a player (These songs will end your suffering)
I can't play it safe, bitch, I've been up out the way
Motherfuckers gettin' paid, yeah
Give a fuck about the fame, wake up richer every day
I could pop out just to stain ya
I was tryna take you to the islands
Right girl, at the wrong time, we just didn't match up the timing
Thoughts runnin' through my head, take one pill, now it go silent
Sparkin' up another J, put it in rotation, changin' up the climate
If I don't smoke, I get violent
Motherfucker wanna try it?
With my brothers, we vibin
Motherfuckers think we wildin
I just put a bitch on a plane, put her in commercial, just to eat my privates
My cup filled up with opiates, I can't even open up my eyelids
This bitch got so much mileage, had to check her alignment
I like them bitches with big ol' tits, I had all D's on my assignments
Now I shine like a star, they said I was never the brightest
I'm so in touch with myself, I feel like God, baby, I'm the highest
I ain't fearin' no man, only thing I'm scared of is indictment
This is what you wanted all along, why you cryin?
When you left me, I was so alone, it was like solitary confinement
I might've did you wrong, but damn it, bitch, I was tryin
Written by: Carter Walters
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