T.O.M.B (Prod. SNAKE HAZE & Toyo Kioshi)

DISCUSS/DISGUST ME LYRICS;
bitches pump faking and uhm?
who are u kidding? 
red leather seats matching my feet
yo ngga gifting 
groupie nigga let ‘em bop to the beat, his head different 
listen he a bop  , ngga good for the tipping

bitch my 
ASS SItting UP
I got my bag seating up 
I’m Saddled up, 
um , talking bout Dior inna cut
I got a habit of just slaying every biter word to BUFF 
nggas TALKING, saying nun, man I’m quick to block a slut

saddle up bitches, she ain’t think of that Dior
Of course, that big shit, hoe be talking CANT afford 
dem plays , they be rapping about, no dimes to it whore 
time to play it’s only fore , masquerade like Gimmie more 

I see them niggas inna back @ the trap trynna taunt. I’m the type Ah ho to press ya bout dem bands youll neva flaunt. Yeen ain’t got it bitch boys 2 back, no response. I’m the type to carry on, dont gaf, real nonchalant

ya lace
it’ll get snatched, this waist
AINT attached, rib cage
kinda show and it slays
model body insane 

if I was u ugly btches I’ll just blow out my brains
if I was u hating nggas oh my god that’s insane 

And yes U, U HATING HO BITCH GO KYS
them rocks and them stones bitch ain’t gone heal ya self 

they pump faking I can’t stand
bitches flexing like they tens
bitch I always fucking win so yea I never give a damn

HOOK:
 Ugly ass hoes y’all disgust me
hating nighas chant the name, they discuss me

oh wait- bitch u hoes fake, ya rlly love me x2

Pray for them nggas
Pray for them nggas
Pray for em
Pray for them nggas
Pray for them nggas
Pray for em

bitches start decaying 
New supreme up In the booth 
backing bitches like they boots while I’m slaying down bootz 
how tf these bitches subbing but they jacking off me 2? Swear 2 God imma Sue
u and ya partnas 2

bitch said she top 5, ho top on my worst list
bitches cannot come to me for features cuz they worth less. I was being nice with bitches but they worthless. rewrite or scratch that cuz of my verses 

Life sized, supermodel 
Imma barbie and I’m shallow
 GIVE IT TO EM FULL THROTTLE, SLINGING PILLS TOUGH TO SWALLOW? WICKED BITCH 
 NARDO. 
IM YA ROLE MODEL
Hang it up bitches, like yo ass GALLOWS

highly favored, pretty bitch
cat eyes,  feline
he cop me prada, ysl, then well ngga he mine 
I’m eating bitches up just off the jaw or the V Line
bitch I’ll give u hell, if u my nigha best then we buyin/bind


MASQUERADE SEC PART LYRIC:
UNA

all that sucking w no reflex 
bitch ion needa flex  
must’ve forgot I  knock hoes, when u breathed ket 

busted ass bitches getting shifted , push ya weave back
she said she open, from behind I get the treesh neck/next

I been the one 
to walk like that gurl
to talk slick, so thurl
I act like , it’s my world

bitch bye, I spark hoes my opps pack be Pearled, they gag, these hoes hurl
my fingers the wood twirl 

stop discussing/disgusting me
I understand , u hoes just cant
bitch this stamped, the fact that I’m the people’s champ 

Tramp! SHUT IT
WHEN I’m on , it’ss clamped

chanel pieces on my bed frame, bitch it’s camp 


U BUM BITCH
 on my throne ho I rest my head. 
it’s time for bed, I led hoes right to the dead.
I SAID KYS HATING ASS BITCH INSTEAD
COULDNT PAY ME TO CARE LL LEAVE A BITCH ON READ

I switched gears on my main ho
Side nigga up the score
bitch I’m sipping onna flight, the nigga paid for
Champagne inna air, make it rain mo 
Horny asl off them bands what I came for 

off w they heads, put ‘em inna same row
I’m higher up, me and u , not onna same flo

And never will be bitch

MASQUERADE (SIOUXXIE REMIX)

BBLU  (Prod. MoonFormation)

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Me again

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Hook:

Stars in the sky couldn’t fly like me/
And low key bitches can’t rhyme like me/
The girl really body, no surgery/
The girl really popping, no perc in me/

The stars in the sky couldn’t fly like me/
And couldn’t give a fuck if you don’t like me/
Compare and contrast, but you’re not like me/
Them bars all trash, giving nursery/

Verse:

Okay I’m something real different ain’t no bitch doing it/
I’m something real fitting like your ass with my shoe in it/
The type to wash bitches with the borax, get the glue in it/
Cause this game stickier than pacies with a chew in it/

I’m balling like marbles, rich people countertops/
You had your chance and soiled it like what is in them flower pots/
I’m rhyming(ramen), boiled it, served it with some hot sauce/
Served it like I’m eating for two, served it like I’m Rick Ross/

Really bitches mad that I cracked the code/
(But why they mad flow crack like I packed a bowl?)
In my city got em gaging like a sold out show/
(And in my city I be dragging bitches, Rupaul show)

Like, yes I’m dragging(dragon) em, I’ll show you how to train yours/
You know you been a fan cause you can’t ever entertain yours/
You know you been a man, when you look down a dick between yours/
You know these bitches ain’t stable but these bitches all whores(horse)/

Now I’m just cutting up like the wrist of an emo/
If you got the sense that god gave you then find it like Nemo/
Its stick ups when I come through, “give me everything” like Ne-yo/
Who better? Flow wetter? Straight dripping like I’m Cleo/

And I ain’t talking Patra but I keep that gold on/
Real moist flow, I lock it in with some gold bond/
613 but I rock it like a real blonde/
Ariana G, bitches know that I’m the real bomb/

Hook:

Stars in the sky couldn’t fly like me/
And low key bitches can’t rhyme like me/
The girl really body, no surgery/
The girl really popping, no perc in me/

The stars in the sky couldn’t fly like me/
And couldn’t give a fuck if you don’t like me/
Compare and contrast, but you’re not like me/
Them bars all trash, giving nursery/

Stars in the sky couldn’t fly like me/
C-couldn’t, C-couldn’t fly like me/
L-lowkey bitches can’t rhyme like me/
B-bars all trash giving nursery/

Outro:

The stars in the sky couldn’t fly like Ce/
And don’t got the juice, ain’t high like Ce(Hi-C)/
But this a different high, you can’t buy off Ce/
Now bitches need a tissue, no biopsy/

Stars

YK I HAD TO SWITCH IT UP!

Lyrics:

CHORUS (1)
We could really rock out! 

Bird bitches i block out, 
i got stupid money stupid flows like a dropout

We could really rock out, pussy bitches cop out
If he buy me dior he could prolly get da knock out!

We could really (ROCK OUT!)
We could really (ROCK OUT!)
Press dat bitch in person she gone wanna fuckin cop out
———
VERSE (Dollia)
Im tryna rock out like geologist

I been schoolin bitches like colloges

& i been knew i was that bitch since ian knew what knowledge is

Bitch i been stackin my own dough, wrist chilly like a snow cone

Den you see my ankle bitch its frostier than frozone

I got bitches mad, bitches bitter flow tighter than a damn zipper

Off dat ecstacy bitch i might catch a body gotta watch my temper

Feelin so soft pink pantie, sonnin bitches need a nanny

Body sitting in cavalli gowns thats how ik they cant stand me

Im a rock star, im just a rock star

when i pullup late night i got him rock hard

Im rockstar, you bitches not hard

Bitch i make dat fast money like a race car it go 
———
CHORUS (2)
We could really rock out! (BOOOMMM)

Bird bitches i block out, (IT GO BOOOOOMM)
i got stupid money stupid flows like a dropout

We could really rock out, pussy bitches cop out
If he buy me dior he could prolly get da knock out!

We could really (ROCK OUT!)
We could really (ROCK OUT!)
Press dat bitch in person she gone wanna fuckin cop out

ROCK-OUT!! Feat. Kmilani

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This song is about carrying weight that most people never see. We all have scars, battles, and demons that sit on our shoulders, and sometimes it feels impossible to keep going. But instead of letting that pain break me, I use it as fuel. Every bruise, every struggle—it’s proof that I’m still standing, still fighting. I wrote this track not just for me, but for anyone who’s ever felt crushed by life. It’s a reminder that no matter how heavy the load gets, you can rise, you can fight, and you can win.

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