wi$h li$t

do it again prod. ForeignGotEm

hook
wrist so glitzy all my bitches bad like trixie
chain be look chilly like i sold a fuckin kidney
that bitch pretty got her head shaved jus like britney
she smoke mistys witchy bitch my fingers sticky

try and act hard but you chewy
u aint worth more than my louis
think that u juicy u goofy
ur man tellin me that youre moody
he said that he likes my booty
he playin u like call of duty
he tell me he love me like lucy
cuz i roll the cash like its sushi

dude u is cheap like a whopper
look like a rocker im makin ya slobber
spendin that cash like a doctor
blessed and refreshed like i drink holy water
got ur bitch in a collar ill kill it i slaughter
cake like betty crocker
i dont wan be ya sponser
bitch im a scholar u act like a toddler

see me like dang
bitch im bad like trixie tang
u cant hang
chain go clang u watch it swing
u a goner
kill it like im jeffrey dahmer
call me father
we eat good like benihana

hook

cut that green up like a weed wacker
im so cute goth bitch tastin like a lip smacker
and my skin always buttery like a ritz cracker
why they wanna climb on me like im a step ladder

that bitch icky vicky
while she actin tricky
i got gold all on my pinky
lurkin in my dickies 
ya we ridin around cinci
always stayin thrifty
my girls poppin like rice krispies
we gon eat at chilis

cant sleep
we be creepin in the jeep
look at me (look at me)
countin money like its sheep
beep beep (honk)
none these bitches come for me
im lookin so sweet
itll give u rotten teeth
car go screech
i got ashes on the seat
look at my shiny teeth ya
chip skylark liked my tweet
look my makeup is beat
and they askin for a ft
how come im petite and 
too high up to see my feet

TRIXIE (prod. fly melodies)

hook-
riding through ya block you know
my crocs yellow like lemonade
sworovski on my glock its in my sock
i rock them double braids 
im sipin that straight grenadine yo ass on  methamphetamine 
girls are smashin on the gas but non of them ahead of me
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im pullin all this cash i got a stack all in my shredded jeans
tryna get my ass but why ya whole team lookin like mr clean
take a bath in bleach want me to teach ya how i look so clean 
i got all the snacks im eating gushers out my louis v
you stay tryna flex but honey your ass look colonial
he stay in my texts because his feelings matrimonial
i dont fuck with u but will talk to me all colloquial 
bitches wanna beg bc my checks are ceremonial 
i get busy wid her kitty
sippin fittea bitches indie
lil bitty make me guilty 
finga wet give dat wet willy
man my bag be lookin heavy
cut that shit with a machete
no one can forget me
ya bish taste good and plenty
💕 hook 💕
creamy like a sundae in da lamb u drive a hundai
pretty bitch im makin munay i stay grindin on a sunday
i eat diamonds in my breakfast while im sittin watchin netflix
mix it up like im a chemist mask is on like ima dentist
flip that waffle sip that bottle said i look just like like a model
shawty pussy like a fossil ya she faker than the gospel 
fuckin w that bitch turn her walk into a waddle
you know im a witch i spit them spells like im a cromwell

💕hook💕

skin lookin sick
give ya neck a crick
stick ya so quick that it look like a glitch
ima sad bitch
 i cry more than trish
give u a twitch gettin rich is my niche 
say he like my body ima play him like a tamagotchi
drink a lot a coffee yea my wallet greener than wasabi
she think im snobby but i got the craft like hobby lobby
pull up in that tommy droppin bombs on them like kamakaze 
bitches stay scroungin i be loungin in my satin sheets
wetter than a fountain smokin ciggies on my balcony
all these numbers in my head but then they cannot count on me
said she talkin shit but it just sound like she a fan of me

hook💕

Swarovski On My Glock (prod. Fly Melodies)

bitch come for me
i dont have to touch u and you run from me
did you go to highschool you look dumb to me
i stay makin bread and you got crumbs to eat
so go on makin fun of me
but your man wanna love on me
my juice like sunny d

im a scary bitch
you a snail ill call you gary bitch
that burberry fit
take a jet u ride the ferry bitch
and my bars crazy think i need a therapist
finger got the karats spoil myself and i aint sharin shit

lookin pale pointy nails ima lick her like the mail
toopoor lookin chick crush that filter then i inhale
hearts all on her cheek uh
she a freak uh 
jaw drop to ya seat uh
louis sneaks uh
with my flow im a pro so its best you go home
for my hoes ima throw so you better lay low
know my skin always glow my face beat like van gogh
put them rings in my nose and its givin me a cold
i flex on your grandaughter
like a manslaughter
bad bitch in a black collar
eat a big mac off er
if you sassin im like sweetie
put on glasses still cant see me
all my bitches lookin peachy
make these dudes start actin geeky
order fries i like em cheesy
make my fingers get all greasy
lick em off cuz i act freaky
and im sippin on that fiji
you need some mouthwash
breath smell like a sashquatch
wish wash gargle and it splish splosh
drip that hotsauce
dribble on my wristwatch
tell her get lost
talk shit now that bitch botched

hook

scared of me cuz im a queen and my resting face look mean
and my style look so scene and im bad like billie jean
i spit bars like a machine flip it like a trampoline i look like its halloween 
make you shake tambourines
bitch im blessed im gettin checks rubbin on that spf 
i call shots like im a ref ima cook ya like a chef

TOOPOOR (prod. by desro)

mixed/mastered by @yugaobreeze
art by @isavedlatin44


LYRICS

hook:
crypt keeper
we pull up in the bubblegum beamer
double the cup fill it up w the strawberry freezer
the ring leader gold seeker take ur soul for the reaper
the gut weaver bite my sneakers like a golden retriever 
ave2brave crypt creature like i came from the cave 
a bottom feeder brain eater i rose up from the grave
cyber bitch neon fit lookin like we at a rave
i spend and save they know my name so all of my shit engraved 

youll get clocked dont forget whats in my crocs
mix it in my wok way i cook it make em gawk
fist rock when i hear a bitch talk 
wrist tick tock i got crystals on my clock

premadonna got no cash cuz ur the trash of the genre
we dont crash we whip steady in the honda sonata or the mazda bump nirvana
grill ya ass like giada
i get ready velvet teddy go out in my pajamas
i said salutations sit and see me spit some alliterations
cant do no consultations if i dont get that cash compensation
im caucasian so we eat crasins and my dads name is jason i look like raven but i aint pagan i just wear light foundation
u pay money for the features
so i pay money for the sneakers
ur man wearin wife beaters drives a van with no seat heaters i keep guts all in my freezer then i hang em up like streamers ill be 86 w readers and still bumpin thru ur speakers

hook

i kick it like a pop shuv it
beat a bitch go sam puckett 
my whole fit studded pull up to the chum bucket
plankton cook her in the oven while im dicing up the onions and
i brought the whole coven and we eat the pumpkin muffins
i rap sloppy and thats why im always packin the napkins
no nappin i stay up late gotta pop all the asprin 
goth chick every boy i date play dungeons and dragons
nunchuck em ave2brave is ragin like an assassin

youll get clocked dont forget whats in my crocs
mix it in my wok way i cook it make em gawk
fist rock when i hear a bitch talk 
wrist tick tock i got crystals on my clock

hook

BUBBLEGUM BEAMER (Prod. J-Glad)

ICED TEA (FT. LUCY CAMP & CA$HRINA) Prod. Lenzo

im back bitches

lyrics 
bitch i got the green aint talkin gua-ac
ave2brave the baddest bitch on the blo-ock
gotta problem u can tell it to the glo-ock
gotta problem u can tell it to the glo-ock

bitch where u at where u at 
fit so wet im in the bath
i go crazy i go loco ima bozo w the Mac
all these bitches marco polo cuz they know ill beat their ass
ur bitch lookin like yoda you look like u smokin crack
ya my wallet stayin chubby like that shit rise in the oven
bitch im from kentucky but im not fuckin my cousins 
my knuckles gon be bloody bitch is tough and i aint bluffin
while u lookin like mclovin fits all black like its a coven
i dont make it up you know i really got the smoke and
bitches always lookin funny they cant tell if i was jokin
i be mixin up a potion i took silver made it golden
my boys will shoot ya in the colon got me covered like a trojan

bitch i got the green aint talkin guac-ac
ave2brave the baddest bitch on the blo-ock
gotta problem u can tell it to the glo-ock
tell ur man i dont want pictures of his co-ock

bitch hold ur breath cuz ur mouth smellin like nut 
so if u aint talkin money then u better keep it shut
if u fuck with ave2brave u get the blade up in ur gut
im that bitch i make the dough like im workin at pizza hut
if u talk dat smack then ya jaw broke
i got money ima guard my shit like rondo
bitch im eatin lobster u eat combos
stuntin on these bitches johnny bravo
i cannot fuck with these bitches
u get on my hitlist the second you act like a dummy
look at the tag on my britches
spend stacks on the fits and
u bitches wont work for some money
bitch u are ugly ur lips are so crusty
might buy a big house w girls dressin like bunnies
coat is so fluffy a bitch never ugly
they beggin to fly me all over the country

like wow im that bitch and my fit tight
whats that sounds oh yeah thats the kit right
it aint loud then that shit just dont hit right
looks jim but my wit dwight

(hook x2)

GUAC prod. eskry

RING POP prod. paryo

BELLE DELPHINE prod. eskry

a2b 
im tired of explainin why
im runnin out of patience
i dont want your fucking sorrys
cuz that shits so past belated
im so tired of you pussies tryna tell me how to make it
i dont want your fuckin guidance
you cant make me fuckin take it
if i hear anything but silence
you gon feel this fuckin blade hit
im a monster i live in ur closet
in ur fuckin basement
like a demon i get in ur mind
and make you think ur satan
till u get fuckin wasted just to let go of the pain its
boiling in my veins ive never felt this fuckin hatred
put a bullet through my brain because my thoughts have been invaded
and i really hate to say it but my minds been fuckin tainted
dont remember who i was before i faced the shit i faced 
(im out my mind)
i dont give a fuck anymore if i dont trust you
and dont give a fuck bout a bitch who never loved u
and never give ur love to a dude just wanna fuck 
and never lose ur mind on me just to get a buzz 
im tired of people always bitchin like they have no pot to piss in
askin if you ever loved me if you even know the difference
tired of cryin every night because i cant stop reminiscin
close my eyes and have a vision choppin you to pieces in the kitchen
then i go to prison
eatin bread like im a christian
dont know if i want children
cuz this world is turnin vicious
i have a mental sickness
so they gave me a prescription
now my lifes so different 
cant believe what i was missin
lifes so fuckin hard
not what we thought when we were children
thought that we were stars
eating candy bars and feeding pigeons
i used to pray to god and now i question my religion
and if i had to guess i might say that no one was listenin
(hook)
i still wonder if you miss me sometimes
like if we never ended would we have turned out fine
sometimes i blame myself like i was missin all the signs
they have to remind me its your fault and not mine
do you miss how my skins pale even in the summer time?
or rollin down the windows playin slipknot and sublime
or how id always know when there was something on your mind
i hope that one day you wake up and see ur fuckin blind
youll never understand and that shit burns me to the core
i gave you all i had until our love had turned to war
and im movin on and this shit just the calm before the storm
cuz i know its gonna hurt until the day i hit the floor
told him I don’t know how to act because im turnin crazy you cant fuck with ave2brave if you don’t fuck with Avery 
you aint gettin all my time unless you wanna pay me and if you aint got no grind then you can fuckin save it

ICED TEA (FT. LUCY CAMP & CA$HRINA) Prod. Lenzo

Ave2Brave

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