This should be used on Diesel or Mugler Shit

Lyrics:

wrong bitch, feeling hit 
‘bout the wrong shit.

when i press her, they gone ask her 
what’s wrong bitch?

& she gone say, she
got into it with the wrong bitch.

hm, im still the hostess,
& my name ding dong sis.


you would think her leaving
made the completion go away

left, came back,
wasnt competition anyway

they tryna cancel ‘tel on a 
big petition anyway

but note, im booked, 
composition anyway.


these bitches thinking that 
they losing cause im in the way.

i mean it’s half true,
half wrong, in a way.

she said she “better than me”?
SIKE, i was finna say.

these bitches seen my impact,
less than a day.


stop depending on other 
rap bitches lyrics.

you bitches is old as fuck, 
& im fine like wine & they spirits.

they wondering why im winning,
i said it’s the Holy Spirit.

you bitches ain’t really fly,
you bitches really them spirits.


im american, all about myself,
im so arrogant.

never really worried bout my kids,
bad parenting.

count a mill-i-on (milian)

judging bitches like im marilyn.

group of niggas knocking at your door,
like they caroling.


how it’s playtime,
& you barely even get plays? 

this hoe a fem top,
& she barely even get play.

you still my dog lil bitch,
sit/stay.

got ‘em nervous, 
got ‘em scared, pit stain.


look at your 1k to my 6
im hard to reach bitches.

really tried to lend a hand, 
i tried to teach bitches.

like amanda seyfried,
i got chloé on my feet bitches.

never been the type to beef,
always tryna meet (meat) bitches.


she wanna front?
push that bitch wig back.

if she broke, tell her ass fix that.


miserable. 

little rapper bitches
 ain’t even in my peripheral.

im too hard bitch, synonym: difficult.


these bitches ain’t at least catchy,
if not lyrical.

POP it OFF like PETER,
& my wrist on WATER MIRACLE!

if i tell you what im whippin,
you would think that it’s a miracle.

im the type to check up on 
these bitches like it’s clinical.


loser ass bitches 
always tryna steal my motto.

we’re not the same, 
no potato, patoto.

Christian Dior Vintage John Galliano.

bars move more weight 
than that nigga El Chapo.


yea! Dior Saddle Pochette,
 i don’t do that poor shit.

pull up to the venue, 
yes i valet Porsche it.


loser bitches still with that dissing,
that’s just some more shit.

never natural, 
bitch you always tryna force shit.

only princess you can be is Fiona.

fuck you look like? OGRE!

had to wake these
 rap bitches up like fogers.

she think she ride the beat
like a HARLEY, that bitch a JOKER.

watch your mouth, 
put it to your gap, to your molar.

LAST time she tried to 
steal my style bitch i stole-her.

bitch you don’t look good, 
bitch you don’t sound good.

i don’t know who told her.


it’s clear they wanna start me.
that’s Stella McCartney.

didn’t mommy tell you fags,
“not to play with the barbie”? 

i ain’t with the lovey dovey shit,
i aint Barney.

im at Barney’s, slides on Marni, 
& the bag Coperni.


don’t call the lord now,
we ain’t gone “KUMBAYA” 


when im shitting on these bitches,
just admit that i do it.

just admit we not congruent.

just admit who the influence.

gave you bitches time to blow 
& y’all muh’ fucking blew it.


i wanna know who clearing muah.

bitch look at my repertoire.

all up on my pussy, clit.
all up on my fuckin twat.

like a microwave,
bitch you HAD time to get hot.

she lost the spot, i took the spot.
she HOT cause im HOT!


ain’t about the money, 
tell these bitches (a)rrivederci 

i mean look at what my shirt say.
act like everyday my birthday. 


& my wrist is on cataclysm.
& we ain’t gone play your plagiarism.


mattel “Anna Mae”.

steady counting cake.

Talking Tom bitches
 tryna say what i say.

don’t got the 
talent, body, looks, or the money!

so it’s not me!

your nigga brining me flowers 
like it’s may!

Kumbaya (Prod. Arrogant)

FLOW SICKA ft TAE MONROE

(Prod. Emkay)

Lyrics:

so bitches say they 
doors on 4, i’m the
type come with 2

keep on dissing,
end up missing 

like my mother 
fucking roof

i don’t spinned more
blocks than ro 

had them bitches
screaming oof

bars nuts, baby ruth
bitch i ball, babe ruth


tell them broke 
bitches get away 

let rap bitches 
kid & play 

guess you call it 
house party, cause 
your cut on kid n play 

that’s why bitches 
faking plays 

that’s why they 
say what i say 

but ion really give 
a fuck cause bitch 
we do this shit all day

wait


tell em bow down,
tell them bitches bow down 

(tell em bow down, 
tell em bow down)

never bout that action, 
bitch you on your noun, noun 

(tell em bow down,
tell em bow down)

turn around, 
round everybody rap now 

(tell em bow down, 
tell em bow down)

don’t even know how, 
bitch don’t know what rap bout 

(tell em bow down,
tell em bow down) 2x


back at it, chiropractor

seen more green
than a tractor 

now everybody 
wanna be a rapper

all that acting
that you doing,
need to be an actor

sitting up in the
vip with the 
ass-a-clappers

heard i made
a bitch mad, ima
make her madder 

bitch i ball,
getting cake,
like a fucking batter 

and if you see
a bad bitch let her 
know i’m badder like


bitch it’s barbie

you ain’t better 
than me hoe i’m 
shorry, can’t say shorry

your best shit can’t 
fuck with my worst shit, hardly 


that go for my 
old shit and (in)
your new shit 

bitch go back 
and listen and see
how i introduce shit 


bitch you been a
biter hoe

sit (set) back,
you a minor hoe

keep on talking
bout what you don’t
have, where’s your 
designer hoe?

kill everybody
walking like my
name desiigner hoe

he said the pussy
atomic-a bomb 
like oppenheimer
hoe (get it?)


tell em bow down,
tell them bitches bow down 

(tell em bow down, 
tell em bow down)

never bout that action, 
bitch you on your noun, noun 

(tell em bow down,
tell em bow down)

turn around, 
round everybody rap now 

(tell em bow down, 
tell em bow down)

don’t even know how, 
bitch don’t know what rap bout  

(tell em bow down,
tell em bow down) 2x

BOW DOWN

(MIU LEWINSKY)
Hook: 

Outlandish bitch outlandish bitch
He wanna taste of this landish bitch 
Outlandish bitch outlandish bitch 
Throw some money for this outlandish bitch


Verse: 

Outlandish bitch and she causing mad hysteria 

Call her bubble gum pussy pink plumeria 

Stay around the green like plankton vangueria 

You just a bum bitch you don’t meet my criteria 

Out in Abu Dhabi want the sushi side wasabi

wanna touch on all my body

and the flows they do Pilates

my in Dubai on Kawasakis 

ass jumping just like a jockey 

Icy puck around my neck no hoes ain’t playing hockey 

Ain’t talking bout no bass but no bitch get it pumping

 booty real peachy and yo shit lumpy pumpkin

 ain’t talking bout the doc When he say he wanna stuffin

ain’t talking SpongeBob but this pussy Mrs. Puffin
 

 

(The Girly) 

outlandish bitch, say 
some outlandish shit

kick her ass in these 
lanvin kicks, all my 
shooters perfect hit

dont miss!

lil mami crying about 
aesthetics, tell her suck it up

after baby drown in 
it, slide it in & fuck it up

bitch i spend a check, get it 
back, watch me fuck it up

heard you want my spot, but TBH.. 
man, you hoes don’t do enough

im the idol, but not 
idle like it’s half time

get up on the track, wash 
a bitch like it’s bath time!

they on the track, yo 
that’s comedy, laugh time

you only doll little 
bitch when it’s rag time

bitch i’m soundcloud’s 
focal, hoes too vocal

kicking shit off, i’m 
the rap bitch doku

they only bullies when we 
talking about the gross sisters

you not a star or a
pornstar, both bitter

they want the juice, so 
these hoes in my lunchline

oh it ain’t violent, but 
check out that punchline

no really.. punchline, it’s a punchline
bitch i’m here for a good & long time

tell her “recline” 
like hoe, sit back

you wigging out bitch?
get your shit snatched

ya bundles up bitch, 
like it’s cold outside

i’m best bitch, 
oh my god

i’m the princess, miu the mistress, 
we with dolly? then that’s trip threat

shoutout nicki, shoutout smurk 
too, fuck with rocky, but it’s fuck you

Outlandish Bitch (feat. The Girly)

Moodboard: Italia Reloaded

ILLUSIONS lyrics stop asking and read💋💅🏾
(MADE IN 24hrs)

give a bitch a inch watch she take a mile im smoking on these hoes like a black and mild 

when i reach for this choppa you better get down when me and playaa pop out we shutting it down 

it go down like up down up down ride with a switch when i heard this track i told him ima body this shit 

im hella c-cocky bitchiness I EMBODY the shit we at the ritz throwin ass in the lobby and shit
~
Playaa Coming thru killing bout to body a bitch 
Now she singing all ma tracks like ladi dadi and shit 

Ma bitch jade a black belt like this karate and shit 
Buy ma bitche a new rari im just buying her shit 

See i throw that money all up in the air 
Like I had 40 inches in my muh fucken hair 

Blocking me goofy Nigga you know I ain’t neva care 
Take the fluffing out yo body call that bitch a care bear 
~
40 inch hair yes he gone stare they duplicate but they cannot compare 

custom belt buckle from Karl Lagerfeld bitch im so pretty i swear its not fair 

anyways who the fuck they dissing? bitch jade. 

who they look up to? jade. 

lets call a spade a spade, like boom took her nigga yeah i’m stealing threw it back in the wraith im touching the ceiling 

big ole booty cream on the dick like its ashy this the 4th round it go down in the backseat 

painted the lamb yellow we everywhere like a taxi bitch ill make my nigga kill you and i bet he aint gone tax me 

standing on business im grown you steady singing my songs face top tier, money long, & the body is on 

pussy hoe bow to the throne her nigga giving me dome

 “i quit rap, i quit rap” 

hoe you still rockin fades left that in the 90’s she was down bad i guess she needed the 90

Ima fly away to a place no one could find me i walk in the club first my bitches behind me
~

How u trynna get a piece 
And you treating me grimy

Get up on the track and slide 
This perfect ass timeing 

I ain’t battling no bitch that barely be rhyming 
Say she copping new designer 
You bitches stay lying!

I see Them owens neva came from my Nigga Rick 
They call me the top shoota 
I’m the first pick 

U wanna beef wit me 
but then You asking for a kiss 

Beat the diamonds out the sky 
Like my name was Chris 

I had to realize
Ho committing suicide 
I just need a nigga that’s gone call his self 
My ride or die 

Pull up on them niggas wit them glocks it’s really shoot or die 
Now
I’m bout to kill a bitch and put her in a suit and tie
I told these hoes that playaa coming wit body bags 

I’m bout to burn her in the oven where the toe tag 
I got the tunnel vision like my name was Kodak 

And if u thinking this the end bitch I got another gag!

PLAYAA-“ILLUSIONS”

Adam & Eve Finally get a chance to show what really happened! 

S/O to novagalore for being my eve LYRICS COMING SOON

“ADAM&EVE” (Ft.NOVAGALORE)

lyrics are down below 😘

Verse 1

Yo dont gaf about your friend or you
You bitches is younger im still momma too
My niggas on go they gone aim and they shoot
They ready for hammer time they get the tool

All my bitches outside and they looking so cute
Yall looking like that and look better than who?
Please say the truth… everybody know i look better than you

Yo catch an opp bitch lackin bring the pack in
My niggas gone tackle a bitch quater back’in
I call up some shooters on backend 
We bully these bitches now these bitches wanna go n throw the flag in

Yo up in a range and im up in a lear these bitches my babies my daughter my dear
I got her startled her biggest fear 
Pop up on a bitch like mother is hear 

They see me do it then these bitches gonna do it now
And everytime i come around these bitches bowing down 
I am the queen lil momma bitch already been crowned 
Bitch we hurd your new shit new tape big frown 

-hook-

Verse 2
Yea all of my shooters in back 
we gone be smoking that pack 
if i come out then i come to attack 
you better not lack all my niggas in black

Yea my niggas getting shaking like a seizure wouldn’t wanna be you two twin glocks bitch tamera and tia

I am the mother the mama the mia whole lotta money and thats word to lil bia 

Hollon bitch hollon hoe x 4

Cant get your blood out my Mugler
Knock on her head like whos there 
Tell them come outside they too scared
Dont worry little momma we shoot fair 

My niggas blow my niggas pop my nigga make all bodies drop
They made no noise when that diss drop
She seen what i got now she wanna cop

They wanna kick it like yung bitch
Fab 4 always been the one lil bitch
Bitches so mad bitches so bitter man just have some fun sis

Moodboard: Italia Reloaded

BARBIE (MATTEL)

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