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feat. The Girly

HOLLYWOOD - Lyrics 

[chorus]
i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

[verse 1]
came to hollywood wit nothin but a dream
ion need no impersonators on my team
trap a nigga, play into my little scheme
like the movie scream, u dyin in ya scene

u a nobody, actin u somebody
when u ain't got no body

yo mug funny, and u aint got no money
drink some tea, u sick honey

[chorus]
i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

[verse 2]
i came out lookin so fly,
yo nigga lookin at me like he should.

face fab, hair done, ass up,
lookin back like i said he would.

ion argue wit the top 50,
i just think they misunderstood.

cause me and my bitches look better than them,
we ain't just pullin niggas that come from the hood.

yk im lyrical, it ain't no miracle,
ion copy bitches, im original.

i can just picture u, cryin, hysterical,
u was screamin, "they was so inimical!"

bitch, it ain't typical, u can't be digital,
hard copies tryna reach the pinnacle.

we can get physical, verse like reciprocal,
potus and flotus, ballots like political.

lights, stars, androids, egos
is they cryin cause they aint my amigos?
too bad, so sad, no free throw
jackin niggas, and i dont go by tito

just give yo mother her accolades
she the princess, and you the bummy maid
all the real shit that yo mother made 
is why u still here for another day

she said she want beef, but she dont want the trouble
i stay in the front like a clef on a treble
u niggas dl, no o, no shuffle
rumblin nd tumblin, now we gon tussle

i know sum stars and u not one
stop tryna flex wit that fake gun
no need to run, cause i been won
i heard bitches sayin ya career done (Awwww)

[chorus]
i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

i walk out nd all i c are lights, stars
androids, egos

HOLLYWOOD

Chow Mei 2 (Feat. The Girly)

Lullaby (Dont Cry)

IDOL

IV (FEAT. UNA & MATTEL)

Thank y’all for all the love and support recently.
This song is so special to me and gives me such 2000's nostalgia and I hope you guys enjoy this song. 🎵


(Mwah)
(Miss Monroe)

Steppin' out latest fashion, so editory
We turnin' up all summer so where the fuck Rick and Morty?
Never late to the party, but I'm never ever tardy
Doin' a hunnid in a sixty all up in a Harley
So when I'm in the club, they know who I is
For the other bitch, they can't name who that is
Girls hating on me so they be like "Who that bitch?"
And yes, I black on beats just like I'm Kunta Kin
High class bitch, I'm up in Switzerland
Had to change the car, I pull up in my lamb
Turned down a feature, highest in demand
Just blew a bag, where's my syndicate?


But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
It started off as a hangout, but the night flew by
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry
But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
Yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry

I'm so addictive when I spit, like it's cocaine
In a Dodge Hemi, switchin' it up in a HOV lane
Dripped in yellow diamonds, like they pissed on me
And yes, the shoe is python, yes, it hissed at me
Bitches never ahead of me, came in years in ahead of me
Bitch, you flopping so now you wanna say you invented me
Bitch, you gotta be kidding me ain't no way that you checkin' me
You couldn't even get rid of me even if you beheaded me (yo)
Yoncé, J. Cole, man I came to party hoe
Real tipsy, trippin' on my Ed Hardy hoe
I mean, I ball so hard like I'm James Harden hoe
We gettin' fucked up in the club, we had a hard day hoe
Puff-puff, huff it up, then we passing it
New bitch on the block, yeah, they gassin' me
Goin' up so fast ain't no catchin' me
To them hater bitches, kiss up on my ass and tits

But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
It started off as a hangout, but the night flew by
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry
But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
Yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry

(Monroe)
(Muni)

Last Night

(PROD. CiapkGbeats)

Hook: 
What you think you doing when you sitting in the club?/
What you think you doing when you porning on the hub/
What you think you doing hanging with my posse?/
What you think you doing? Think you getting pussy?/ 
What you think you doing? You ain’t doing shit, hoe/
What you think you doing? Ain’t even my main hoe/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? oh/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? No/

Cece verse:
Hmm let me think, what can I do to kick it off?/
How bout I play with his controller?, wreck it like I’m Ralph/
(Then I)

Ride it like a roller coaster, you ride like a Carousel/
And his dick a tight fit like he parking parallel/ 
(Skrt)

And when he in them sweatpants, I be in them later/
He my daddy, Darth Vader, and I love his light saber/

And when we take it to the bedroom, you know we gone make a mess/
Down for a threesome? you, me, and the Princess/

Hook: 
What you think you doing when you sitting in the club?/
What you think you doing when you porning on the hub/
What you think you doing hanging with my posse?/
What you think you doing? Think you getting pussy?/ 
What you think you doing? You ain’t doing shit, hoe/
What you think you doing? Ain’t even my main hoe/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? oh/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? No/

The Girly verse:

Shake it up with Cece and we Rocky, yah
I’m a bad bitch, i’m so cocky, yah
First these bitches laugh, then they copy, ya
Bvlgari Barbie, give these hoes somethin’ to profit off
Now I pop it like a lolli, everybody want my body
Be with Nova, Spice Milan, and you can’t forget the Dolly
Know a real thuggish Somali, and he out here catching bodies
Niggas go down and they drown ‘cause my pussy be tsunami

 Hook: 
What you think you doing when you sitting in the club?/
What you think you doing when you porning on the hub/
What you think you doing hanging with my posse?/
What you think you doing? Think you getting pussy?/ 
What you think you doing? You ain’t doing shit, hoe/
What you think you doing? Ain’t even my main hoe/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? oh/
What you think you doing? What you think you doing? No/

WYTYD (Remix) [feat. The Girly]

T.M.W.Y.R.W  LYRICS 
                                     (Chorus)

BEEN AT THE TOP AND I CAN’T DENY IT I GOT THE LADDER AND I WON’T STOP CLIMBING GOT THE PEN AND I WON’T STOP WRITING. TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY WANT. GOT THE DRIP AND THEY CALL ME POSEIDON SLEEPING ON THESE HOES LIKE I’M JAY BIDEN MAKE IT OFFICIAL OR WE KEEP IT SILENT. TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY WANT.
                                    
                                    (Verse 1)

 I’M A START OFF WITH ONE LINE. I AM THE CAPTAIN OF THIS SHIP. BITCH IS CRUNCH TIME. THEY REALLY WEARING ME OUT LIKE IT’S CALV KLEIN. I ACE EVERYTHING I DO IT AIN’T NO KEY TIME. OMARU COMING FOR THESE BITCHES LIKE A PORNSTAR, DON’T NEED A FULL SONG KILL EM’ WITH JUST ONE BAR. MY FOOT GON STAY UPON THEY NECKS IM BEING LOCI YOU KNOW I BE HIGH UP OFF THAT DUTCH ASK JODIEE.
                                   
                                    (Verse 2)

MY PEN, IMMACULATE GOT THE PEOPLE TAPPING IN ALWAYS SLAM DUNKIN ON THE TRACK BITCH. I’M SHACKING IT. I’VE BEEN POPPING SHIT DOING EVERYTHING THAT I CAN 14 STILL DOING SHIT THAT PEOPLE REALLY CAN’T. I GOT THEM SOLD OUT. IT’S TOO PACKED MAN. YOU KNOW I STAY CHASING THE MONEY LIKE PAC-MAN YOU KNOW I GOT THE SILVER BENZ AND THE BENTLEY AND WHEN I DRIVE THE HELLCAT I’M NEVER DRIVING GENTLY. 
                                   (Verse 3)

YOU KNOW I DIDN’T WANNA LAY WITH THIS NIGGA AND I AIN’T TALKING CHIPS WHEN I SAID I HAD TO DIP MY PEN TOO ILL FUCK AROUND MAKE YOU SICK. I’M ALWAYS IN THE MAGAZINES AND THEY GOT THE GOOD CLIPS, BUT YOU KNOW THERE’S SOME SHIT I CANT HONOR THOUGH. AND HATERS TO SLIT HOE YOU KNOW I MARRIED TO THE SHIT AND I’VE BEEN POPPING IT AND IT BE MY FOOT UP ON THE NECKS. I’M NEVER DROPPING IT NOT BEING COCKY BUT YOU KNOW I AM THE SHIT BITCH, THEM HOES STILL WAITING FOR ME LIKE ITS CHRISTMAS SLICK WHEN I TALK AND I STAY WINNING ONE OF THE ROOKIES AND I PUT THAT ON YOUR KIDS BITCH
                        ￼          (Chorus)

BEEN AT THE TOP AND I CAN’T DENY IT I GOT THE LADDER AND I WON’T STOP CLIMBING GOT THE PEN AND I WON’T STOP WRITING. TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY WANT. GOT THE DRIP AND THEY CALL ME POSEIDON SLEEPING ON THESE HOES LIKE I’M JAY BIDEN MAKE IT OFFICIAL OR WE KEEP IT SILENT. TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY WANT.

T.M.W.Y.R.W (What You Workin With)

Prod. VinoMadeIt & DB! at the end 

Lyrics: 

im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


these bitches know 
what it’s giving

reason they cooking
in the kitchen

this the thanks for
the giving?

they falling off just
like on beats

can’t name the last
one you written

so if we talking bout
your hits, can’t name
the last one you written


(PAUSE)

now y’all clicking up
(PAUSE)

now your numbers up
(PAUSE)

flow is such a bore
(YAWN)

bitch you old, menopause
barbie doll got no flaws

i got that effect cause 
everybody wanna 
beef with me

barbie the final boss


these bitches know 
who the fuck to
play with

i’ll body them & 
the hoes that they with

i ain’t never really need 
the hoes i came with 

on & offline you gone
get the same bitch

like when peter piper &
pick up the pepper 

you rapping better said
nobody ever 

never, please 
somebody get her

if they don’t get me
then they gonna get her


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


i don’t give a fuck 
how a bum bitch feeling 

i don’t give a fuck to 
be the motherfucking villain 

every time i turn around,
a bum bitch stealing

but somehow, someway
lil bitch i’m still it

you know that you feel it 

put hands on these
bitches, acrylic 

you know you 
not fly in your spirit

you said she dissed, 
i aint hear it

they know it’s a wrap 
if they let barbie clear it 
& clear it


barbie doll ready 
to rumble again 

they had a plan 
& it fumbled again 

took me a break to let 
bitches go step up they 
cookies and they let 
'em crumbl' again 

im never gonna be 
humble again 

im making hoes 
careers tumble again

(gain?)

you did it first, 
i’m like when? 

go get the proof
& i bet that i win


neck & my wrist 
& my finger on blizzard 

bitches that hate me 
was tryna be sisters 

who really ugly? 

bitch i never called 
you hoes pretty & y’all 
was just liking my pictures


now y’all got me 
seeing red 

don’t got the pink? 
then go get the red 

me & my man get
the money & spread 

bitch your career
just like yo daddy, dead 


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


who said that she won? 
go tell that bitch that
she lost it

i put these hoes on, 
im finna go press 
the off switch 

got no time to spare
for a hater bitch, clock it 

if i wasn’t rapping, these 
bitches wouldn’t be 
dropping   


gave these hoes the crown
just so they can see 
what it felt like

got it back & that’s how
i knew these bitches 
ain’t felt right 

copied me for so long, 
don’t remember what 
they self like 

i don’t never beef, 
it’s always asses to 
my belt like!


said i used to be what?
bitch shut the fuck up

wasn’t shit then 
& you still ain’t 

bitch you stuck 
because you suck

your body bad
& face on yuck 

hoe go get your 
money up

funny how they want me 
down, but they keep 
bringing me up


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab

NEW (BAG)

LAXATIVES (feat. ZAI’LYN LOVE)

BADASU / INTHEBAK

lyrics 🎀 

come on get up on the floor 1,000 aint enough imma need a little mo  and since them bitches watching imma give them hoes a show now stop it with the talking put this pussy on yo nose 

uh 30 inches and its dripping to my ass craxk & to them niggas wit no cash they can back back 
oh thats yo nigga in the corner imma have dat 

im slimming down but this ass still clap back

face pretty bitches think  im using facetune 

you see these bitches irl and they face doomed 

yk they still watch even wit no cable 

you selling pussy to the city you aint stable

bitch im bomber than ukraine me and you are not the same

know i get a bitch excited whenever they say my name

bitch you old where ya cane 

bitch im bad off the chain 

he in love with the drugs but this ass keep him sane 

ion even gotta diss to make hits ya dig

i got tired of being fly so i copped the benz 
 
aw you rapping bout a car but you rented it 

got out of line then i popped ha like a pimple bitchhhh

barbie doll body but my shit aint made from plastic hoe 

bitch i get my cheese like a pizza den i hit the doe 

hit me on the cashapp maybe you can get the low 

he whisper to yo pussy but to mine yea that nigga blow 

bitch i go crazy but no my rooms are not padded 

it be the bitches who be fronting that be sleeping in attics 

you bitches sleeping on pallets 

you bitches aint got no talent 

bitch all my money like mountains 

now girly spit while i count it

(The Girly Verse)

Bitch, I belong in magazines
Girly centerfold
Always got these bitches pissed off, Squidward Tentacles
Keep a pretty pussy, but it’s fire in my wood, in my pen-a-cil
It’s sad to tell you bitches, you will never reach your pinnacle
Okay
Cookie get a lotta dough
He ate the pussy, now I think i’m tryna tie the bow
I-I do these bitches like a forecast
Bitch, I clear (Clair) ‘em, Huxtable
When yo nigga hungry, bitch, my booty be the Lunchable 
I got my mini me’s biting off my alter ego’s 
Throw the money up in the air like free throws
Boo her off the stage, bitch, I burn Sage
Get the fuck out my face with your cup full of change

PG💗

BANKRUPT (Feat. The Girly)

Do It (ft. The Girly)

album is coming soon so stay tuned!

Lyrics , enjoy 😘

(Yungin)

Can’t stop won’t stop can’t stop 
won’t stop can’t stop wont stop 
can’t stop

Everytime i check a bitch i check’em off my check list 
diamonds on my body my neck heavy chain necklace
They call me savage doll cuz im so yung and im reckless and i say one word to my nigga that bitch gone end up headless

Yo im up in the stu im cooking like anita baker 
Counting these racks my fingers blue from all this paper
Stay shocking bitches aint never even use a damn taser 
And im always in labor im so mother no not talking  nature 

hola mi nombre es yungin im study balling on you bitches yall stay fumbling every time i hear yo raps i hear that mumbling Keep on playing with me lil bitch my nigga come running 

I check hoes like the nike sign i ball on hoes jump man sign they cant see me like they blind yo face card decline 

Trying to compete with yungin i ball on hoes keep on dunking everybody know name its yungin 

Hook
I cant stop i wont stop geting papper these bitches cannot see me now or later green all on my body look like a damn gator bitch you is damn hater cannot see me now or later

(Girly)
 He said he fuckin’ with the Rockstar
Chicago nigga, he’s a Raq-Star
Bad bitch from the trenches
Never pressed
But if I am, it’s 30 inches
Bad little bitch from the North, I got niggas in the South
That’ll run through your shit, take them grills out your mouth
I ain’t talkin’ stealth little bitch, but the sneak game sick
Why these bitches wanna box with the box seat bitch?
I’m the only bitch they give a fuck about, it’s time you bitches noticed it
Bitches steady talkin’ shit but they ain’t got a pot to piss
It’s goin’ down like syndrome, i’ll slap ya jaws off
Bitch, watch ya damn tone
And all these bitches wanna know what I been on
I tell these bitches “Not the shit that y’all been on”
And every time I turn around, bitch, i’ve been cloned
They think they slick like Charles, call Tyrone
(Call Tyrone)
You know The Girly on a mission
And I ain’t got no time to chop, gotta complete the mission
And I ain’t like you other bitches
The badder bitch in every way, bitch, they can tell the difference 
And I don’t mean to offend you, I be in that all pink when I step through the venue 
I slaughter bitches like Voorhees, and guess what?
You rap bitches on the menu

CANT STOP FT THE GIRLY

1 & A MILLION FT KAJO

(The Girly’s Verse)

He want a ‘Supa G’
I’m the supa who could be
Bitch, I hit the lotto (Latto)
Pause!
I ain’t talkin’ Supa Peach
I ain’t the Batwoman, nigga
I’m flyin’ higher, i’m richer, bitches is Pryor
And oops, I meant they tired
I can be your supa girl if you let me save you
Cut off all yo bitches & just let me be yo main boo
Want my happy ever after, only wanna be with you
We get home, ouu, put this pussy on your face too

SUPAGRL FT THE GIRLY

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