BAG feat. The Girly

Rockstar Flow (Lyrics) 🎀

(Verse 1)

i’m a rap bitch nightmare, 
ghosting niggas like fright fear. 

pink stripes in my hair, 
wrist colder than a white bear.

taking off, no migos!
stitching hoes like lilo

and ion mean no Enflow when i say:
“they pushing that kilo” (whew!)

(Chorus)

bitch i’m rock starring, 
this that rockstar life 
this that rockstar life, 
remi’s rockstar life!

(Verse 2)

solo, im a rap bitch mogul!
that choppa go BRAAATA

i have a bitch froze like photos.
i’m the future, ask hendrix. 

want a feature? 
where the yenses?

my bitches all tenses, 
versace, my lenses WHA?

new flow, new clothes, new hoe!
in a spaceship, you can call me pluto.

i be twerking on the dick, 
now it got a new growth

cummin’ fast like sonic,
 if he keep a peso.

i’m a bad bitch, & they fuck wit it.
broke niggas CANT fuck wit it.

i’m a REAL bitch, i do REAL shit.
i don’t sneak diss, that’s that WEAK shit.

(Verse 3)

top in the back of the rolls,
fuck shit, bitch i do not condone.

OH!

ass on the top of his nose, 
riding ‘round getting wit my woes.

oh, FLOW FLOW FLOW,
fuck a HOE HOE HOE

tell ha: FLOW (15x)

Rockstar Flow

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Take it to the head (Remix w hook)

ILUVMYCHOPPA (RMX)

This was a ki song but we ended up liking it ALOT

2BIG ft femjo

LYRICS:
[PRIMPC3SS]
the last tyme I gagged you BTCHS was like 2 weeks ago , said she hate seein' me around but her nigga love it tho
cold hearted ass btch I bring the winter 2 the snow , you crave me I'm your obsession you can't tell me yeen know ?!

my life a marathon I'm telling hoes to catch up , stepping on deez btchs let em' know that I'm next'd up
target trick daddies 💋 &&' now I'm gon collect up , stuntin' on deez btchs when a #cunt ain't even dressed up

guess I gotz to get used to all deez btchs feenin' , off that purple drank my bad btchs got me leanin'
hypnotize niggaz & I got deez niggaz dreaming , off dem northern lights but you btchs steady greenin'

step into the room everybody got they lewks on , get around deez btchs with anything that I put on
hook'd on his Benji's but this pussc is what he hook'd on , btchs still turning necks the one I put my foot on 

[pretty btch galore I'm the one that run the city , fuck you wanna-be mean girls && yo "all pink" committee , (ghetto pretty ass btch I got stars on my titties(x2)

pretty ass btch my hair flow when the hood's down , pretty ass bitch makin' niggaz hoez move around , pretty ass btch pretty stoner , wit a pretty style pretty ass btch I make all deez niggaz act wild

[KIOR]
you wanna be a pretty bitch ? 
let me send u on a mission

just flex with your bag
got it pressed on my next victim.

oh you like when I lick it ? 
flesh get to rippin.

nothing really less than my raps 
best written.

I’m making you hoes pay. Sippin’ on tha Bombay 
mad I’m blowing up ? 
ain’t even talkin the bomb bays

But I’m still a pretty bitch 
Even when my bombs laid

I Stay winning in this bitch 
being pretty is the game.

he told me get it get it 
so I get it get it 

he really mad I’m treating the beat
like a dick and I grip it 

Call me the masked villain committing a mass kill in’
I bet my flow so fucking fast i got the track skipping

Taking multiple L’s is a sign of success ?
No plex I keep weapons on deck like a warship

PR3TTY\A$$\B!TCH | FT . KIOR

WHO brat 
I’m the brat 
On the track
Roll a pack
Carry bitches
Piggy back

Throw that ass up on the floor
Know ya nigga diggie dat 
Baddest bitch up on the net dawg
you could wiki that

Anyways 

I’m not Fuckin wit the switch switch
Smokin on that swish swish 
Bitch you’s a wannabe 
A fake offa wish wish

Jumpin on my flow 
You could never be the B sis 
keep gettin money 
You could never see the green bitch

Girl you knows I pop
Shake Shake the hips 
Even uzi know I rock
pink stilettos on da shelf 
Yeah You know I gotta cop
I ain’t cuffin none these niggas
But I bring ‘em to the lot

Hey
I’m a brand
I know you see the sace hangin hangin off my pants
My ex still wanna slide I ain’t givin em a chance 
You bitches is my fans and they copyin my plans
You rag Anne!

YOU IS NOT BARBIE 
YOU IS NOT BARBIE
SHE IS NOT BARBIE 
HE IS NOT BARBIE

YOU WANT BEEF LITTLE NIGGA 
ITS GETTIN STARTED 
DONT GET YA DICK WET
BRAT HOW TO PARTY

YOU IS NOT BARBIE 
YOU IS NOT BARBIE
SHE IS NOT BARBIE 
HE IS NOT BARBIE 


Pull up on a ten lil bitch
I know you want to
It’s brat clan nigga 
So now what you GON do?

YOU ARE NOT BARBIE!

LYRICS:

New Money Corporation
For the Nation nigga 


Aye
A millionaire
I’m a New Money millionaire
Tougher den that nigerian hair
I’m the Don 
And I’m the beast of this shit
One the critics want
Y’all not Dolly’s
Pardon me
I’m steady calling bitches bluff

I just put the pencil to the pad
And Ink on bitches
Need a tentacle
You want the Fatha spot
Ain’t passed yo screenings 
Failed your interview
 

I keep a nigga on my side, nickname em Gunnivich
Pull em out the holster, just to see
Who really running shit

Bitches wanna be the heir
Cant fit inside of the Leer
Think they competiton
Bitches cant compete
They don’t compare

The first Prince of New Money
I had to prove that I’m the one
Spark a lucy
Hop on A Milli
Since bitches acting dumb
If I didn’t hop on features
Bitches wouldn’t see a crumb
This shit easy to me
Rapping this shit
While I pop my gum

I’m done sparking it wit u hoes
And I’m done popping it with you bitches
Hoes gon hope on dem subliminals
Cus they scared to hop on my mentions

I’m that Floridian Hottie
But bitches gon know that obvi 
In the meantime 
Betweentime
Connect the Dots
And touch my body

They want a problem wit Donny
I never die Im a Zombie 
Got that Alkaline water
Yo pussy trash, it’s on Dasani
I got money on my mind
That’s what keep a bitch gleeful
Shoutout to New Money
That’s that Young Money Equal
Kicking it with Stormi
Hop in the booth with Mariko
Link up wit Lisa
They spying on us thru the peephole
Pull up with MariDaDemon
Carti, Uzi Sequel
And shout out Mattela
Been ya Mother since a fetal

Know my talent sting, I’m who they fixing to be
If I gun a (Gunna) nigga down, I bet he coping a plea
I’m in the DR, New Body, aint talkin West Indies
At fight weight
If bitches want it
I can run em some Zs 

I’m so Fatha, like I need a nanny
Morphing you bitches
Grab the fro
And call u Annie
Way I orphaned u bitches
You not my seed
You seed of Chucky
Glenda
Come get ya meds
You think it’s giving 
Fish, tilapia
Give bummy instead

Dont tell me let up on these bitches, ain’t done rapping yet
Bitches wanna run up hope they know the glock I’m packing that
American Deli sponsor a bitch ATL jacking that

Done giving out passes
Time for Tre Da Don
To start clapping back
I’m clapping dat

YOU ARE NOT BARBIE!

Lyrical Brat

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