tight 3

Knew

Lyrics:

[Intro]

I ain’t have no parachute when I feel for ya
Which bitch want smoke? 
I’ll inhale for ya

[Verse 1]

Muva back, & i’m back to the basics
These other bitches, send ‘em back to the basement
Rainbow Van Cleef, on my gay shit
The fuck made you think you was placing?
I took some time off to let these bitches eat it, beat it
I came back and a bitch still undefeated
And if they hate me now, finna give ‘em a reason
Don’t fear a bitch, Norman, ain’t talkin’ ‘bout Reedus

[Chorus]

Turnin’ heads when I walk in the room
Might leave with about one or two
Boy, it’s hot in here, let’s get out of here and go away
Ain’t have no parachute when I fell for you
I just wanna escape, baby, let’s get away
Pack a bag, we can’t stay
Nigga, don’t hesitate

[Verse 2]

A lyric breakdown from me would be a bitch autopsy
Truck pinked out, but I black like coffee
Don’t want these niggers here
Man, they burnt they Ruby Bridges
I got diamonds on my tennis
And it’s Gucci on my lenses
Which bitch Girly killin’?
Man, that shit be various
I walk in, these bitches shut it up, librarian
I run this shit, bitch
Point, blank, period
Kirk Franklin offspring, bitch, i’m carryin’
And if i’m lonely, I bet i’m where the top be
Yo kitty for the neighborhood, Daniel, my bracelet Swarovski
Man, you gotta go if yo money Monopoly
But if you got a bag gimme brain, zombie
Finna put you bitches on game again
Then i’m icin’ out my ‘Princess’ chain again
I’m on top of the food chain
The Girly be the name
They be in love with a rap bitch, mukbang

[Chorus]

Turnin’ heads when I walk in the room
Might leave with about one or two
Boy, it’s hot in here, let’s get out of here and go away
Ain’t have no parachute when I fell for you
I just wanna escape, baby, let’s get away
Pack a bag, we can’t stay
Nigga, don’t hesitate

Alligator Bites Never Heal

SKIPP

HIDE N SEEK

GLEAMING

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GLEAMING

BURR BURR

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BURR

Co-Written By Soulja Ho💋
scrapped song from a while back

Bitch i break 
the bank

Bitch i break it

Bitch i break 
the bank

Bitch i break it 

Watch me ball out

watch yo foos 
fall out 

Beyoncé Ak
Shoot myself in
the face 

Beyoncé 
i’m his main 
Bitch

Beyoncé 
i’m his main
Heaux

Bitch you 
insane Heaux

that don’t
make you gang
Heaux

Yall don’t even know 
my name 

fuck these foos
that GangBang

boy you ain’t 
like that 

go fuck around
and get
Whacked

sucking off
the boys
tho

he ain’t 
had no chance 

Beyoncé 
i’m his main 
heaux 

put you in a trance 

Beyoncé 
i’m his best 
heaux 

do my naughty dance 

Beyoncé 
i’m his 
Main Heaux 

do that shit like 
damn

Main Heaux

⚭ LYRICS ⚭

i got a taste for Chanel, so nigga take me
so many daughters, but i dont wanna baby  
call me crazy, cuz the weed got me shaky 
im gon need umbrellas, cuz a bitch real shady 

dis stupid nigga better trick, like cereal 
snake onna boots, but im not that material 
told em step back, hoes looking bacterial 
mug ticking like its bomb, aint talking bout Israel
1,2,3 who tryna get it now?
and ian let em hit it, where the green at? 
boy ciao 
uh-uh aint arching for a nigga, bitch, like my eyebrow 
 if im the bad guy, i dare these hoes to describe how 
now!
all 4s get down bitch, scooby dooby 
curb stomp a bitch, red bottoms, redy ruby 
call my sis incase we gotta handle heavy duty 
it aint nothing for a beast bitch, where the beauty 
at ?
straight laying shit out, u could be my front doormat 
these bitches loser, needa upgrade the format 
wish i gave a fuck since birth, and before that 
and if i shoot my ball, lil bitch, imma score that 
(score that!)
burn that faggot bitch up in a rug, shoulder shrug
wait hollup lemme call me plug, for them green nugs 
fatass, ian talking bout ‘Mickey Ds 10 pc’, son 
u niggas thirsty, so i throw them cold Capri-Suns

Chanel

The Girly’s Verse: 
Ho said she got a Fruity Pebble wrist, play Fruit Ninja on yo wrist, bitches
That mean off yourself, if you ain’t get it, bitches
You see, I’m unfuckwithable
I’m killin’ these bitches, but no, not literal
Rest of you bitches is pitiful, yah mean?
These bitches is food, like Dr., they Doomed
Yo nigga, he see me? He “Ahh”ing, he “Ooh”
D-Doll face, murder girls, I’m Jennifer Tilly
Oh, you ain’t know, ho? I’m a bully if bitches Amilli
Bitches must got a death wish, fuck a melee doing in a gunfight?
Just was acting like y’all wanted drama
Wait, now y’all bitches got stage fright?
New beat, who this? Like Jenner, bruise it, yes, I abuse it
He pray like Buddhist for pussy juices, go down nuke it
I want the fame, I’ll go insane
Blackin’ so much, they tryna wrap me in chains
Rappers, I’m bodying
Drive even crazier
I’m a deranged little bitch in a Range
Respect the tiara,

Ill holler tomorrow, Heux Hasta La vita, Puta 
Nova Galore’s Verse:
 (Boss)
BBYGIRL, I am your mother, might birth you a brother
(Boss)
And it ain’t no getting out, yo career stuck in the gutter
(Boss)
I walk in the spot, and these bitches start running for cover
(Boss)
I’m still making bitches suffer, I ain’t letting hoes recover
And I got them combs for that Shaun ho, wait ‘til I get hold of yo hair
Step up to the boss bitch, man, none of you bitches would dare
I’m down to compete, but we cannot compare
I’m still queenin’, still ain’t found me no heir
It’s war with these bitches, and Nova declared
It’s too many bitches that Nova done spared
Different type of money
You on a different type of broke
Any of you bitches say Nova
Know that you next to get smoked (Ow!)
I just be laughing to the bank
I’m cracking different kind of jokes
I keep a heel to they throat
Bitch, I’m causing different kind of chokes ya know

Murder Scene (feat. The Girly & NovaGalore)

MOMS

BENJEMIN’S

Lyrics:

Double C full of cheese, this that Provolone
High heels & shoppin’ sprees, that’s what Girly on
Like they ignored the phone call, better watch they tone
Y-You know these hoes can’t stay away, shit, I’m better than dope
Got stripper bitches shakin’, me & you ain’t adjacent
On top like ceilings, while these bitches rappin’ in they basement
Leave bitches on the pavement
A legend in the makin’, I’m gon’ need ‘bout a milli if they want me signed like vagrants
G-Got Owens on my tippies
Diamonds stuck up, they bitchy
Might cop some more of these, since these bitches said I’m “Ricky”
Off the drugs, lil’ nigga, I’m out of love
Heart cold, bad bitch, yeah, I’m hella numb
Yah mean?

Yo, Trench, heard hese bitches wanna problem now 40 Caliber, putting bitches
in the coffin, ow, know gotta hurt
Since I came in, bitches fading out 
Bitch, I go bezerk
In Neiman Marcus, I be tweaking out
Lisa blast the clip
Intersex, it got a dick 
Black Griselda, so much money now think I’m moving bricks
Ain’t no rap bitch dead, alive on track can give me shit
On instrumentals beating bitches, Barbie feel like Michael Vick
My niggas squeeze the blick ‘til you see the veins
Tearing through the bitches, massacre, splatter bitches brains
Man, how dare these bitches ever think me and them the same?
OG Barbie-Doll, that other bitch giving Curtis Payne, yeah, uh

C-Cost ‘bout a stack for all this weave, can’t fuck with cheap hoes
Wish they could do it how I do it, they want the cheat code
Just like the hair on bitches heads, y’all don’t belong
I told that bitch, “Spit shine my crown, & then be gone”
I been solidified, bitch, you know I’m too official
But ask yourself, if you leave, would they really miss you?
How the fuck they comin’ for me, startin’ to think gay niggas straight
Yeah, they call me Mrs. Blatt, let that choppa hit yo face, nigga
Fuck out my face, nigga
Unless you payin’, nigga
A healthy diet, but my pockets out of shape, nigga
It’s only one of me, so never mind my wannabes
The baddest bitch out all you hoes, who gone disagree, bitches?

Provolone

Rico Nasty - Dirty [from Insecure: Music From The HBO Original Series, Season 4]

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