Lyrics soon S/O to my Kenny Ken for getting on this 💖

Goyard Duffle (feat. BRYXN)

LYRICS:
These niggas tripping
Tie yo shoe lace and suck my dick while at it 
You know I’m always pressing bitches so when they turn around they face flatted
I should give you dummies a teddy bear with a ticking bomb inside of it
Or a gatarade with Tide in it
Either way you bitches still buying it
Mere and Kill I do play your songs so my baby cousins go to sleep faster
Know I got that goody good
Make a nocturnal go to sleep faster
You a cheap bastard
Bad bitch and Muni Ace, it’s a synonym 
My bitch Zyon got minor losses but I guarantee you ain’t one of ‘em


I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day


Since when the fuck did bitches think that it was ok to say Muni name?
This lil stupid whore named Mere flopping and I swear to God he don’t know who to blame
You really scared I’d wash you
Ain’t send that beat like you said
And I ain’t arguing with no trading nigga if his dick smaller than some pencil led
Waiting long as hell for that verse return gone be sitting longer than christians do
Same way you tried to get in PBN and 
then Muni Ace had restricted you
Are you stupid nigga?
Under Kari arm like a poodle nigga
Are you really cool?
Mere, Mere who the fucking fairest and it damn for sure ain’t you


I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day


I got tea on a couple hoes but I just hold back and let the pot steam
Doing dumb shit and then run away from Necksteppa like a cop seen
I told niggas to take precautions like a murder happened or a cop scene
‘Cause the killer shit that I’d do to you, you better pray and hope that the copsy
And that’s wordplay
Make a bitch feel self consciousness on her birthday
Which hoe cooking bitches on a Friday and dropped “Ona Hoe” on a Thursday?
Hmmm, no electrician but you light work
Out my lane bitch ‘cause it’s my turn
The fucks I give ‘bout a Bigo bitch is the same amount that yo life worth


I let you live that was my mistake
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live that was my mistake
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)

Judgement Day (prod. Xeni)

HNR (Freestyle) - Lyrics
[Single]
℗ 2025 Pretty Gang Records

You said You want a piece of me, and if you got the dough im hot and ready,
My wrist twinning had to nickname them, this white and betty
My neck piece emerald cut, aint no damn machete
How im dripped and sauced you wanna slurp me like spaghetti

He fold my legs up to my head and get the pool wet,
Wait a minute, oops, i left some juice up on ya durag
He hypnotized cause his eyes playin boob tag,
I hate a messy queer, definition: you a-

PG on cuban links, mugged up we wearing minks
My number always dialed to wash a bitch up inna Sink
Rap circles round you bitches talkin bout them skatin rinks
Hand me a quil and imma do it dont forget the ink

Everyday its something new, im a hot topic
Just look pretty and let em drag it to catastrophic
Ask every bitch whats the problem but it was psychologic
So now they dialing suicidal im like where the logic

You do that shit for approval but i ain’t going for it
Check out my disco and any beat you know i tore it
You bitches lambs to the slaughter i might aventador it,
Hop out and out mug bitches my haters all adore it

Then hit a one two step, bitches slept, mugs swept
On me where some money kept,
Green go deep like its some kelp

Honeybuns up in my kelly
Covered in that gator belly
Play yo part or get beat up that’s automatic, bitch o’reilly

No makeup needed just to see the pretty inna face
And even then you need some work, damn what a waste
Im rocking crops or a shirt, Damn where the waist
I’ll knock a bitch outta place, you dont know how to brace

Everybody know imma go slap me a bitch
Try to feel bold imma cap me a bitch
Heavy spitter even on christmas outrappin any other bitch

Work a bitch out no fitness while you just sittin onna bench,
I get streamed in real time these hoes be thinking im on twitch

HNR (Freestyle)

LYRICS:
Ouweee damn I’m so fabulous
Bitch I’m paid in full ‘cause Muni Ace is never halfin it
I’ll Kill Ciaga and all you other fags too
Mere Mere who the fairest and damn for sure ain’t you 
Yes I’m necksteppa
Go get the Timberland 
Bigo girls say they better, maybe in never-land
In my Wayne era ‘cause you hoes got me wheezing 
They asked me what’s my time zone 
Mother fucking demon
Wait ain’t you dropping on her date?, mm, hell yeah
All her disses really got you ate?, tuh, hell nah
Hold on I’m finna dial the flyest bitch, hold on why I get the phone call?
And all you other hoes blacklisted 
All that shit talking gonna get you back fisted black bitches
And I just got my hair done, that’s another damn reason I ain’t fucking with you cap bitches


Tryna go toe to toe with Muni Ace, I’on think you can afford to
Talking ‘bout nobody can be you, hm, I’on think nobody want to
He said his dick was a school shooter so I put the pussy on lockdown
Over here tryna swim in this lake
Better get to skipping like rocks now
I call the shots bitch referee
Go dumb dumb like Jeffery
I heard my ex still check for me
All up on my balls like Steph Curry
Give a fuck ‘bout a bum bitch
Use that piece, drum stick
Ouuuu, mm, mm, mm, mm mm


God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn

Last Word (Freestyle)

LYRICS:
Ayo, stay yo ass put don’t make me tell you again
They be hot like for one day, think they melting again 
The nigga was just Slydin now he kneeling to me
Yo music give ear infections
You ain’t hear it from me
Stop the yelling on them panels, yo music wouldn’t be as terrible
Spreading all them tales like sea creatures and Ariel 
Flow be on Katrina could wipe you out and ya area
Wrist got hella stars but foreigns not from America


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a issue
Tell these whores press the issue


These hoes ain't saying shit lyrics be on sim
Yell, “PBN muhfucka!” when I ride on SLM
I was just be being real, why you get so seri?
How to get up out the booth?, you could just ask siri
And I know a team of 6 will put that stick up to your forehead
Bitch we ain’t the same you gotta pay niggas for head
New fur coat, put the bear on me
Freddy Krueger necksteppa putting Baron sleep
You bitches barely making noise, ASMR
Ion do a lot of ki I'm in that push to start
Yes I swing on hoes, also swing on polls
Number 1 spot I always do my thing on polls
And yes I’m know to get down like a bitch without her wheelchair
Body bags on body bags
Bryan know that I body fags
Get my corn bread then I spread that shit like Diva hole, you a silly ho
Ass fatter than usual and I get more D than urinals
Known to put it down, ask Brandy
Told these whores they can kiss my nuts and my ass cheeks, Sandy
Touching on my thrown, other week he was just fanning
Yo shit old, better pack it up, fanny
Gloss on my lips, check the face, check the waist 
Tryna screenshot my style here’s a kiss, kissy face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Heard these bitches wanna problem, problem
I’ma be the one to come 
& solve it, solve it
Money tall & Braulick
Fades, I come & call it
I’m steady shitting on 
these bitches while these bitches stalling
Bitch you is a wannabe 
I’m a who they wanna be
Hop up in that big body
Whip out a whole colony
If that was yo nigga 
why you nigga keep calling me
Fall like Kobe Bryant
If you think you gonna ball on me
Ayo muni, i heard bitches going ROUGE
You be with the rookies, while i’m chilling with the pros
This Cavalli head to toe
But I guess you wouldn’t know
Can I get in PBN, I told you bitches “NO!”
All that chirping for the birds 
you get street bread
These niggas biting off my style like where my streetcred 
& I be better than these niggas fuck what he said
Told muni, It’s to many sons 
I need nieces 
Pass me the keys 
& I hop in speeding
I’m such a deadbeat
I’m never feeding
I’m steady hearing all these disses 
i dont feed in
You not my son
You a peasant 
Take this beating
Yo nigga said he wanna taste
So i hit him back with a heart, kissey face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue

Kisses To My Wannabes (feat. BRYXN) (prod. Luiz Perry)

HadouKen

Ran Out (Remix)

LYRICS:

I ain’t talking ’bout Mercedes
Run this shit, may be a sprinter
Had to end his trial ‘cause I don’t to much fuck with them beginners 
Rap doctor so you hoes cannot compare me to no bum bitch
Appointment when I fuck him
Told the nigga hurry, cum quick
Ass fat, booty shorts
Would’ve thought I worked at Hooters
Love the way the cookie cream
Need dunkers, I need a shooter
Need knowledge, I need computer
Need digits and desk top
Only fuck with bad bitches not Littlest Pet Shop
Let me rephrase, like supervision you really don’t make the cut
And no you may not get this treat so is you trickin’ or what?
Top pussy I need a cap 
What Soulja Boy said?
Make it clap
Pop that pussy everywhere that it end up on Dora map, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP
(Yuck!)


He wanna play up in this station
No controllers and shit
I do it like I do the porsche
Stick shift controlling the shit
Up in that pink thong
Throw it and bounce it, that’s word to ping pong
Silly bitches going rogue
Bow down and get up on yo knees son
Not gone lie, still best new rapper and bars since Hershey
Pockets on Rick Ross
He said “Baby you the boss, now come work me” 
“Slurp me”
I said I’ll spit and ride the dick how I jerk beats
I’m a slick bitch, I’m ricking em
Nachos and then I dip, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP


Pussy game cold, wrist icy
I make it snow
And the Maybach a work of art, call that shit Van Go
Wait hold on
Elsa hit my phone like “Yo Muni I need my powers back”
Soundcloud rap surgeon
You bitches is just an ice pack
What the fuck I been telling hoes
I been cooking up before Kya did
You can spin in circles all you want to but I guarantee that I’m flyer bitch
On my doll shit, where my dream house
You a dead brother, dirt dream house
No NBA, the gov name Jordan
Now I’m finna show you what that speed ‘bout


You’ve been on my mind
I can be your wife
I’ll be by your side till the day we die
You can take the blue lambo
And I can take pink rari
I’ma take a few hours to get ready but I’m Barbie and I love to party

Bach 2 The Waterpark

Feelinglikefreestyle

Don’t feel so good

cold wrist started steamin’ cus I’m still hot

Last Word (Freestyle)

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