yesss cs y’all had muse fucked up 🆗!

Mrs.Echelon 2

Lyrics:

All of these bitches make 
me sick to my tummy

You tryna end me,
I’m counting money

Retarded, Wheelchair bound, 
I’ma go dummy

Bitch your career is a wrap,
like a mummy

Like bitch im your mommy

He calling me mommy

I’m wearing the crown,
you aint taking it from me

Like bow bow bow bow
We keeping the tommy

I’m wearing that 
Cherry Blossom Murakami  


Pull up in some shit you 
never really seen on a hoe

Put my wrist out and watch
how the ice bling on a hoe


Tryna rap like me, 
sing on a hoe

Name ring bells ding 
ding on a hoe

You know the Barbie never
been scared to swing 
swing on a hoe, oh


Nice to meet you,
I’m Ms. Get My Way Bae

Pull up in that Purosangue
up in Loewe

Now Barbie why the fuck 
you say what bitches can’t say?

And why when they bring 
up your name, bitches can’t take


3, 2, 1 nigga lift off

Every time I turn a round
a bitch pissed off

I would hate to come and 
get a bitch get clipped off

So when I come around
better have them lips off


I’m in my zone (6),
shoutout atlanta 

Bitch my closet
Hannah Montana  

No they can’t sit her 
and no they can’t stand her

You been a fan uh,
and you been a stan uh


They accolades, 
I put a triple on that

All them bitches big broke, 
put a cripple on that 

And my diamonds rainbow
like a skittle on that

And I’m hard to figure out
like a riddle on that

DA-DA-DA ll

Where She Lies

(leeyonce running through the woods)
somewhere
out there, someone save me from the beast inside 

shes a beast, shes a monster
shes a beast, dont look under
shes a beast, shes a monster
she a beast, dont look under

under your bed where she lies, dont you dare look her in the eyes
under your bed where she lies, come out night
goblins and ghouls, baby oh my

yea, i might just step out as a reptilian 
pull up in that ghost, scaring these civilians
japenese urban legend, known for collecting YENS
the bad mother known for killing all these dumb ass kids

say mother 3 times up in the mirror-or 
guess who appear-ar, her biggest fear-ar
a higher power i am her superior-or
black interior bloody exterior 

shes alive, getting to the cheese like "where the mice"
im always gonna get villainized by people lies
im just tryna find a peace of mind (damn)

curse anybody that speak upon me
got the monsta pockets, got that big money
and my wrist on flood like a tsunami 
body a work of art, murakami

and yea they want me to summon they keep on pushing my buttons

i got em talking and talking i am the top of discussion 

now all of a sudden they on my dick, im cummin, im coming

they keep on calling me baby just like a bun in the oven

under your bed where she lies, dont you dare look her in the eyes
under your bed where she lies, come out at night
goblins and ghouls, baby oh my

(i think she mad cause you took her spot)
oh word that bitch mad cause i took her spot
im the reason why bitches wouldn't go and drop
im the reason why these bitches wanna switch to pop

elm street rap bitch nightmare
i dont fight fair, are you dumb?
cant no bitch compare 
bitch like me so RARE.

with some long ass fangs and some long ass nails
and i slap a bitch silly with my long ass tail

bitch im married to the money with a long ass veil 
got so many bars got a long ass SENTENCE.

and i know that they feeling me
i can tell that they're feeling 

all this copying that you're doing bitch you're a mini me

and bitch u see my ability, aint no way that you're seeing me
talking about you rapping better, little bitch is you shitting me?!

Where She Lies

M16 FT JADE

Lyrics: 

when they sleep they think about me i’m a dream killer 
no competition wit these bitches dey ain’t seen iller 
always standin on business guess that’s why dey seat fillers 
they could never outdo me guess that’s why they be bitter 

anyways you see i’m steppin in sum fly shit 
think they losing they mind they be on high shit 
he never pickin n choosin cause im a top pick 
and bitch im the topic since i came in always been the topic 
 
im never trippin bout a nigga got a boat load 
me vs bitches an notice how they ain’t got no votes 
and when you bitches gon switch it and get cha own flow 
and she know she flopping that’s why bitches scared to post a solo 


new new new money monica
light em up like it’s hanukkah 
chockin on too much dick bitches blowin me like harmonicas 
overall so they honor ha 
what i do bitches monitor 
i’m all about financials im addin up like a auditor 


been bad since nokias and blackberries 
i think my clip got a dick all these rounds that this mac carry 
look em in the eyes when we switchin it up to missionary 
army full of hating bitches i’m revolutionary 

head game make a nigga wanna ice my throat 
s/o to botting glad i never had to price my growth 
and whatchu mean which one i want bitch i want both 
these bitches could never beat me they ain’t ever comin close 

i mean 
they not on i mean 
what im on i mean 
its to easy to carry on these bitches songs i mean 
am i wrong i mean 
get em gone i mean 
i body bitches and i do it on my own i mean 

uh bitch im really the one 
and like i said lebron 
you & bitches really my son 
and who can really rap like this you can’t compare to none 
i keep sum niggas that stay hungry got em ready to hunt 

and idgaf who they think they is wit these titles on 
bad asf in real life tell these bitches check the file ho  
bitches cannot rap on these beats that they see me ridin on 
tell er hit the booth but she ain’t even on that timin tho 

man shall i even keep going 
from the bars to the flow you bitches really be borin 
bitch married to the money we ain’t never divorcin 
and i don’t have to try so hard so this is really a warnin 

bitch i’m highest on the pedestal 
flow is so incredible 
pussy too sweet i got em high like off a edible 
they music so unbearable 
bitch i’m so uncomparable 
you bitches can’t rap always bragging bout numericals 

tyra tyra tyra tyra 
im tyra 
so tyra 
really tyra 
bitch i’m tyra

TYRA’S DIARY

NO COMMENT.

Pay Sum x Tae Monroe

New Money - 3AM IN ATL (Remix)

Prod. DB!

Lyrics:

[Chorus - The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 2 - The Girly]

I came in, 16, spittin’ ill to you
I’m 18, still ill, never healed for you
I let ‘em hang, that’s Emmett Till (A Mattel) for you
Not Armstrong, why the fuck would I kneel (Neil) for you?
I’m back to slaughterin’ bitches that ain’t on my pivot
My finger a glacier, my Telfar on denim
I’m covered in carnage, & bitch, I spit venom
Can these bitches do what I do? I’m like “No way!”
Fresher than that Colgate
If you think you Princess, little bitch, you sniffing Snow White, oh, wait!
Oh, wait, hold the fuck up
Bitches got life fucked up
Bitches always fumblin’ the ball, pick your nuts up
They call me “Ruth”, and bitch, I’ll handle her
These bitches is amateurs 
Itchin’ for response, so this song what I granted her
Man, these bitches ain’t talkin’ to me
Fuckin’ on you, then he fuckin’ a beast
Fuckin’ with me, then he fuck with a G
Only a beast when i’m rippin’ these beats
Most decorated bitch
Rock every wig that I rap & been in every whip (Facts)
So tell these hoes to bow it down

[Verse 3 - The Girly]

Ayo

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Slaughter these bitches, then i’ma skin ‘em like where nudes be

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

Did it for press and bitch, now your face where the news be

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Bitch, you want the speed? 
I’ll crash shit, Mr. Mosbey

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

All this ICE I got on me, got Latinas in a frenzy

[Verse 4 - Lee Veneta]

(SILLY WHORE)

watch her face drop (drop)
when this shit drop (drop)

couldnt do the rap shit, i took over the rap shit
now bitches tryna do pop (what?)

bitch couldnt chew, couldn't even nom onnit
bitch couldnt rap, couldn't keep Anam onnit

waist so skinny let me do a line on it
how tf you get a beat and couldn't ride onnit

gotta watch these bitches, bitches fake they so fictitious
bitches rapping bout materials, now girl lets be realistic 

lying in yo raps that shit pitiful 

why so serious? so literal 

piss a bitch off like a urinal

nail this shit down like a cuticle 

all these stones on my neck (brr) 
chinchilla on new (fur)
marry to the money bitch
yea i gotta new sur (sir)

sick bitch mind twisted, you only spit hard when its dick bitch

bitches wanted me to pop, so i pop off like pants on a big bitch

yo girly girly should i carry carry?
shitting on these hoes like im bad with dairy 

everything white ms carrie carrie
i keep fire work, put it in reverse terry

bitch yo shit on dr seuss, bitch you better than um, WHO?!

bitch yo shit falling down, gravity, now let me call up soos

( got a new body bag, all you bitches going sad. all these bitches supa mad while i’m out here popping all these tags....HAHAA OOP)

[Chorus - The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 5 - Pretty Gang]

Yo, Pretty Gang, why these bitches be so undercover?

(Purcosex)
I would hate too, bitch, i’m pretty than a motherfucker

(The Girly)
Yo, like why the fuck they gotta envy? 
Y’all gotta be some dumb hoes..

(Nova Galore)
 To ever think that y’all could end me

[Verse 6 - The Girly & Lee Veneta]

Cannot get one up on me, all these hoes look up to me
Soundcloud, who the fuck be Mother? 
Bitch, they screaming “G”

YEA!
What I done, they couldn’t do that
New flash, you bitches ain’t on that 
If I was you, bitch, I would’ve fall back
But I got you looking stupid, with your dumb ass

They cosplaying as white bitches, i’ma kill, I don’t fight bitches
They keep makin’ all these fuckin’ misses, but not wifed bitches
He said “Bum, Bum, Bum” I got funds, funds, funds
Put ‘em on yo fuckin’ head & get you gone, gone, gone
I’m the one

Umbrellas (feat. Lee Veneta)

Umbrellas (feat. Malibu Way)

Thank you guys for supporting me and just know Sahtiva is back 
Lyrics below
⬇️

I get bitches mad
Niggas know I’m bad 
Bitch I’m but my bag 
All the ass in the back 
I get bitches mad

pissy bitches pissed off cause I am the shi 
Tell them bitches I got flow
 and it ain’t from a period 
These bitches stay on my dick 
I be popping em like a zip  
Booty softer than a pillow but you bitches lookin in brick  
Why u fuckin  mad 
I’m so fuckin bad 
might fuck on yo dad 
All this fukin ass 
I got all u bitches
Mad 
Pissed  off  
And that’s word to girly 
Big blunts all green 
Bitches think I’m earthy 
Nd my body curvy 
Eat it up like curry 
Got her nigga ballin on me  now this bitch wanna hurt me
Wait 
Baddie 
Teseki 
These Bitches can’t beat me 
Hollup I am so bad that bitches wanna be me  
And I’m Pretty like sweetie  
When you bitches see me 
All you hating bitches gon 
see me on they tv 
I’m so bad 
You bitches gon stay mad 
I got a big fat ass 
That niggas wanna grab

Uh okay I hop out the car just to get a cigar 
Usher bitch ima super 
Star 
Bad lil bitch in a pink foreign 
Car 
Body so curvy it get niggas hard 

Bitch I go crazy yk i stupid 
Shooters like navy my nighas is ruthless 
Sahtiva im high asf bitch I be zooted 
Niggas fall in love with me bitch like Cupid 
 
Ghetto bitch sweet like kool aid 
Pink bitch real pretty like a bouquet 
Ass fat nigga eat me like a buffet 
Got off the top came back like a tupee

BITCHEZZ MADD

@musemargiela** 🐈‍⬛ the peoples muse

Mrs.Echelon 2

MUSÈ

Recent comments

QUINNCIAGA

QUINNCIAGA

SAGE (Glinda)

SLM

Related tracks