I GET MY CHEESE, I GET MY DOUGH, I GET MY BANDS BCH

KUNT’23 (Slug’21 KUNTMIX) PROD by GOKU

- Alexander on the shoe, while I McQueen in my palace 
- Speaking of shoes I jimmy choo/chew on bitches filling my pallet
- got Bitches copying my shoe game tryna threaten my stylist 
-Like bitch stop biting on my shit before you give me a callus

- Bitches wonder how I do it they be giving me Alice 
- I Never gave a single fuck so single staying my status
- like bitches faking that they woke so bitches really a actress 
- so they sleeping on me like money under a mattress 


- ima ten down, and that’s word to my toes
- so then he put a knee down like he finna propose 
- cuz I’m bewitching niggas down like Alex Russo 
- so know your place like you a noun, cause there’s no Waverly you know
 
- why they stealing niggas sounds and why these bitches stealing flow
- yea you couldn’t take my spot you somewhere else/Elsa let it go
-I’m just chilling with my watch while bitches wish they were this cold 
-while you trapped up in your house, let it snow let it snow

- aww I’m the reason for kunty season
-mink coat brown moon boots shipped from Sweden 
- this AK Pop I’m always Korean/carrying 
- Niggas see me and their nose start bleeding 

- hello there excuse moi, can I see your repitwah
- it’s just me myself and I kinda like Minajetwah 
- can you fly all my bitches all the way out to Dubai 
- Fly to Paris get my weave I’m then im leaving ciou BYE


-bitches never see the girl even while Cena with John
- cuz ima legend to you hoes I sit with Sia and John
- what’s the dilla/dealer with u hoes?Shout out femy the don
- cause ima hero to you hoes,just address me as John 

Of the arch
- this my show, play ya part
- one of me Van Gough art
-2 oh you Noah’s Ark
- do my dos like a shart 

- I got a target Ima hit that bitch like a dart
-so the beat my target ima rip the beat all apart
  
- Bitches screaming that they ill maybe mentally bitch
- I go in like a drill, very dentally bitch
- Oh you gotta ill pill? Then I remedy bitch
- Oh you say you president,you get Kennedy bitch  

- bitches screaming that they barbie all I’m seeing is cabbage 
-bitch I’m getting all this green, all this money and cabbage 
- and I always been that pretty bitch, with rice and that cabbage 
-and I spit so fucking I need stew add the cabbage 

- so this shit can go down like what’s up Nigga
- bitches never touching me, I go numb nigga
-cant count all this money I go dumb nigga
- nigga on my body like um nigga
 
-And I cannot stand a faggot so they call me rolling ray
- I’m so fishy that I shock hoes, bitch I’m giving stinging ray
-bitch this really is my movie you a background on my play 
- bitch i win every-time bitch it really a cliché 

-Bitches say they pushing p but will they ever push a pen
-the day i stop spitting is the day I don’t win
- and the day I don’t get commas is the day I don’t get yen’s 
- yes I murked on this beat, the ending thee FIN


KUNT IN DA BOOF

Kunt’23

the girly ft. d$, purcosex - pbbp (rmx) (sped up)

F-f-f-feel on my pussy
Monroe with the Kuntress bitch

Coming in the spot, they be staring when I walk through
Can’t get in reach 'cuz the posse finna pop you
New bitch, number one even on the chart too
Everybody knows how this shit is finna start boo
In the club with my lipgloss steady yelling “Mwah”
With a white girl, blonde hair, Kajo Muah
Bitches envious, see why they hate you ma
I’m in Benz, you in a bus, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
Get my 10’s when I dip 'cuz you know I gotta break it down
They said it’s getting too hot up in the booth I gotta turn it down
All this ice around my neck, nigga, is you finna drip or drown?
And yeah, the pussy hella wet I guess you finna drown
I mean I got that kinda flow to make a ho' sink
And yes, I wash rap bitches in a big sink
I do it all for my girls and my gay twinks
Everybody knows pretty bitches bang pink
I’m at the drive thru sitting at Sonic
I get my coin and then I dip like Sonic
I’m in that fly shit, Manolo Blahnik
So fem queen, Alloura, Blahnik
I do a show and then I dip I gotta run it though
I’m at the top so I’m finna stop at Pappadeaux's
Hating ain’t working, get a new hobby ho'
'Cuz I could have some niggas standing in your lobby ho'
I’m on that new shit, yes, I’m getting new cheddar
New money so I gotta buy a new get up
And yes, I’m better than his new bitch I get wetter
And if you knew better I hope you do better

All of these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all of these niggas wanna feel my, ah
All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all of these niggas wanna feel my, ah
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (I’m oh-so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (I’m oh-so kunt)

You bitches always hating got me feeling my pussy
I mean I cannot blame you, I’m so pussy kunt
You don’t got nine lives even though you a pussy
So I would stop all that talking 'fore you lose that one
No competition, lil' bitch, I won
こんにちは and we in Taiwan
Brown skin, long hair, beauty mark, I’m fucking Kajo fucking kunt
You know I’m really pussy but I never been scary
These bitches saying that they balling but they booties is hairy
Bitch I’m a MC, no Mariah, but you know I’ma carry
And bitch I’m fucking all these bitches up and popping they cherry
Bitches wanna ride my wave
You a buster, you a dave
And before he eat the pussy, nigga, gotta say a grace
I’m a massa, you a slave
Little nigress go behave
Gotta do you like my foreign, gotta whip you into shape
I pull up in the new body, connect the dot on my body
My body looks so pilates, you get a chop like karate
The niggas, they want my goodies
I get my dough, get my goodies
I always been Draculaura, you always just been a Woody
Vagina, I eat on the beat I diner
She say we got beef, I’ll grind her
She run but can’t hide, I’ll find her
When I find that bitch I’ll
Bitch I’m so kunt-kunt in the booth
So pump the beat, we raise the roof
That K-U-N-T-B-A-R-BIE
All these niggas wanna, all these niggas wanna

All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all these niggas wanna feel my, ah
All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all these niggas wanna feel my, ah
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (ah, ah, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (ah , ah, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (ah, ah, so kunt)

I pull up in the new black with the master whip
Swerve off then I bend, think I crashed the whip
Dropping the same day knowing I’ma pass the bitch
Get outta line then I think I gotta smack the bitch
You know the cameras and lights always flashing when I come through
Hit up my favorite eater, tell that nigga come through
I tell 'em clear the way so I could pump through
Rap bitch, dinner time, gotta munch too
You know the pussy hella fat, call it Peter
I stay up in a mink coat, fuck PETA
You know the pockets getting big like Freedia
I got my champagne now I gotta read her

Pusea 2nd Wave (feat. Kajo Muah)

Lyrics:

Bitch I’m me
Shopping sprees

Boy this Princess 
Shit Not Cheap

Double C’s, Givenchy
Yes it really gets that deep

Hoe bitch please
Pink on Pink

Brr Brr!
I don’t swing 


Shut the fuck up little bitch 
Don’t you talk to me

These faggots cheaters
They always gone copy me

Bitches can’t body me
More like embody me

Get off your knees 
And stop sucking it sloppily 

I get that green
I Luigi you bitches 

Go against me
I’ll Luigi you bitches

This pussy clean so 
I’m squeaky on bitches

That pussy old 
So she creaky on bitches

She not a Doll 
Yea bitch I been told her

Big face bitch 
You need a Jade Roller

Hot and I’m cold 
Yea bitch I’m bipolar 

One wrong word
I’m knocking out molars


I mean it’s not nothing
I tell him eat it & now he a glutton 

Hit bout a band
That’s what i call percussion 

Fucking with me?
Gotta face repercussions 


Finally getting 1k in a week? 
Lil bitty shit, been did that in my sleep 

We know you botting hoe
All of us peep 

Never could flop & I’m never gone peak 


Not a rap beef
They don’t rap bout shit 

Been Pretty Gang
Bitches face ain’t shit 

That shit they rap about don’t exist 
If not for me then they wouldn’t exist 


Can’t fuck with a bitch nigger
Not a hit just a hit Twitter 

Put the stick to your lip, filler 
Tell them hoes It’s a big picture

Bitch I ball
I’m a big pitcher

Can’t stand me
Can’t sit with her

“No shade she got bars..”
Hoe I just let me out a big snicker


These bitches mad cause I’m cooking like Kya, These chickens clucking I pull out the frier, I know they birds but I promise I’m flyer, Hand me my pen, I’ll sign ya lil flyer 

It’s a big picture and It’s a high power, These bitches look like they ate something sour, These bitches throw backs like a bouquet, Old ass bitches ain’t gettin no flowers 

I’m rich off my parents and bitch that’s a flex, If you in the Mix, we talking them Chex, I’m not a Gyno, But bitch I’m a vet, So if I see a pussy, It will get checked 

Sheed put em on my plate, 
And watch me Enjoy these bitches

See these are the last hoes who dissed, And see I destroyed these bitches

Damn, This shit getting easy, These nappy head bitches still peasy, And see I’m still Big Fish, Greasy, And See I still do this shit Breezy 

I done bodied all these bitches with the simplest flow,
And they know I get it popping like a pimple ho, You so simple tho, You a simple ho, And I heard bout these niggas you a simp lil hoe, And I back hand these bitches like I’m Pimpin hoes, And that little ass chain like tin foil, don’t come if the Queen if I ain’t send for you, Try to go against me? That’s the end for you, nigga

Nice Shoe Game? I’m mean at that, When it comes to the Princess, I’m the Queen at that, Last bitch who dissed? I ain’t see the thot so, What’s next? Bitch

This shit getting funnier, Boss bitches we getting our money up, Ring finger look bunnier, Boss bitches we getting our money up

#PSNC

Mothaland (Anotha Land)

CLOUT (QUEENMIX)

R$L (DIVAMIX)

Prod. iceboy

Lyrics:

Yo, fuck the making up
Bitch, this ain't Maybelline
It's time to throw some shots, issues & magazines
I like my diamonds yellow, think my jewels Phillipine
I could say one line, and make a bitch a meme
Bitch, watch your mouth, 'cause my respect, I'll kill 'bout
They making alter egos off of my appeal now
It's time for plan Columbine, I'm sick of teaching lessons
They know my wrist is a fucking bioluminescent
The fuck I look like spearing bitches when they name ain't Britney?
I made him get down on his Chinese & come eat the Kitty
Don't think it's sweet just because I sing a bit, bitches
Yo name Lebron, so, I hit you with the heat, nigga
The only bitch to come and switch it like it's magic
These hoes runs' ain't gone be for long, 'cause they asthmatic
I'm overseas if you wonder where I be's, honey
Walk in the club, & I'm throwin' up my rap money
And all ya music got me Jade(d), got me bored, bitch
This shit ain't working, try Hidden Valley endorsements
They flock together, washin' bitches in they bird bath
That choppa sing a lullaby, bitch, take your dirt-nap

Okay, okay, okay
Tell a bum bitch "Stay the fuck out my way"
Turn to a beast when I'm puttin' the paws on these bitches and shit, since they wanna get played
My foot on necks, they tryna start another movement
Like 'Teen Beach', these bitches Cruisin' for a Bruisin'
They try to fit my style, they get Breonna tailored
Oh, don't worry, I'm the rap game's savior
Wrist game in another galaxy
Back shots on the top of the balcony
Like a whore they suck, so actually, fuck all these hoes, pornography
Man, I be with niggas that shoot cribs with the mamas in 'em
You know the choppa go "Brrrak!", like Obama did it
Sat on my throne? Oh, I know you bitches didn't
You hoes ain't kunt, man, y'all pussy, I see hella kittens
Bitch, are you dumb? A barren bitch ain't conceiving no kids
My bitches spitters, might as well walk around with some bibs
Now every bitch tryna be Girly, Princess, pink, & trans
They think they icy 'til I knock the drink up out they hand
You bitches rats, & it calls for an inspection
I shut 'em down, hoes won't be Back 2 Business again

The only bitch that's really 'round here makin' revenue
The only bitch these bitches put up on a pedestal
I showed these rapper bitches how to be an animal
I showed these bitches how to get they greens & vegetables
How the fuck dare you bitches bite the hand that fed y'all?
But it's okay, 'cause I'm the 'End all, be all'
I'm crackin' up, that bitch think she got my tiara, ho
But keep it real, these bitches ain't even got tiara flow
I really mean it when I say "I am the best at this"
Bitch, keep it rap before you find what trigger happy is
What hip-hop bitch you know switch to pop like the diet bad?
I line 'em up, & I box her bitches like draws is plaid
See, y'all can't fuck with me
Don't get bread, why they duckin' me?
#GIRLYBADDESTBITCHINEVERYCOUNTRY, yuh

ISSUES & MAGAZINES

Lyrics:

[Chorus: The Girly]

Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range
Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range

[Verse 1: The Girly]

We gone slaughter all these bitches, and then bathe up in they blood
If P-I-N-K on the ink, you know it’s monsters in the cut
Me & Kajo Draculaura, finna hit up Bora Bora
Bombshells in the villa, all the niggas wan’ explore us
Ain’t got’ explain, you know the name
I think I need another pad, my flow’s insane
You would think I be freein’ slaves, way I snatch chains
You worked for me, but you the Boss? Now that’s the shame
Stay in yo lane, bitch
I just wanna party
Told that boy “I’ll be the Draculaura to your Clawd if…”
You beat the kitty like it’s cruelty, but just look out for Darwin
This is Monster High, come party with the pretty corpses
Shoe game is so obnoxious
Suck they blood, I’m covered in murder
Can’t name one rap bitch I ain’t murder
I get green, yes bitch, I get Gurka
Rockin’ shit that they never heard of
Kajo Muah, let’s go to Scaris, then I wanna go to London
And if they get stupid, trap them bitches in the dungeon

[Chorus: The Girly]

Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range
Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, i’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range

[Verse 2: Kajo Muah]

Bitches talking bout some shit that’s old as fuck, get it a cane  
How ‘bout you beat me here and now, but you’re not able, you’re just cain
And the way I’m getting chicken, you would think I’m Raising Cane
You’re a faggot and a nigger, bitch, go pick a Sugarcane
Black on beats like Sharpie in pink, my last name is Evans
And the only time I fell off, just happened to be from heaven
And my flow is the bomb, it might just work at 711
So if you acting like you fly, then my niggas go 9/11
I’m with my gang, you know the set I bang
You a chop, PF Chang, toss money, no Romain 
I Got blood on my fang, no water, but I reign 
Me and Ssychho insane, I’m master, so I keep plain chain
Guissepe my body, then I go do pilate
On the naughty list, ‘cause my attitude so Zanotti 
Nigga got that morning, wood I’ma take it down, no karate
How you talkin’ all shit, when you ain’t on shit but a potty?
What’s good?
And I fuck good
I’ma 5 star chick, and I cluck good
It’s your bed time, and I tuck good
I ball on a bitch, I don’t tuck good
I’m so opium, I’m so mother vamp 
Might go back to pink, might have to revamp
I ain’t talking no tent, when I say I’m so camp
I been the Kuntriss, I been had it stamped
I get my dough, while you bitches kneading
They on my tits, and these bitches teething
Now all y’all kunt? But I am the reason
I am a gift, and this is the season
I’m real rich bitch, I’ma real Double-R
Ima soft white girl, you a hard rr
I don’t drop no soap, but I will drop a bar
5 $ T A R R
Power and money, these bitches know I got it
I know you see my rings, bitch, I even gag the Hobbit
‘Cause I got bars for days, and I got flows for hours
And I ain’t talking no piss, got so much gold I could shower 
And it go, what’s up
Fuck the club up
I’m with blond white girls, they throwin’ that shit up 
My nigga, what’s up
We fuckin’ that shit up
If you not talking bout blood, then shut the fuck up

[Chorus: The Girly]

Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range
Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range

[Verse 3: The Girly]

Gotta pay me for my passion, I’ma need a check for it
Double CC when you see me, yes, that’s where the check goin’
Bitch, you need to fixate
Worried ‘bout my mixtape? Pull my tranny cock out, now get on your knees & beg for it
Bad girls like to have fun too
Bad girls like to have fun too
Bad girls like to have fun too
Ain’t no blood on your fang, you can’t hang with the crew (Ooh!)

[Chorus: The Girly]

Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Cannot control me, I’m the bitch they can’t tame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range
Nah, they not gang
Nah, they not gang if it ain’t blood on they fang
Don’t need a nigga, I got money & fame
Cuttin’ they heads & puttin’ them on my chain
Then hop in the Range

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