(Prod. Tonacena!)

Lyrics:


before the rap,
bitch i been up

heard these bitches
tryna knock me down,
but im still up

how i walk in 
with the most
expensive get up

some say im boujie,
cause i walk in
with my nose &
my chin up

tell them rap bitches
step they pen up

gimme the blonde
bangs to match the
pamela pin up

bitch im on the block
you better not wanna
spin up

cause i got some 
niggas that won’t 
hesitate to have a
bitch get rid of

everytime i leave
all of my babies 
gone miss her

broke bitch,
cheap shots,
bitches always
miss her

bitches pretend,
trend, tryna twin,
this ain’t sister sister

wanna be loud 
in the front but
you always fucking
whisper.


name the coupe kim,
put the car to the dash ho 

coldest bitch, 
where my mink?
you know im gone lash ho

if that shit don’t go
as planned, you know
that i got a stash though

fish bitch, blood
on the money, that’s
that cash flow


when you hear mattel spit 
that shit actual, factual

ask me how to
do it, & i said it’s 
quite natural

bitches at the
bottom, i start calling
bitches apple

tryna force a
tone, i can hear 
your adam’s apple 

bitch im camp,
bitch i rock it out,
you had your final jam 

oh god damn,
peep the lamb,
color of green eggs & ham

bitch i am that bitch
that pop like will.i.am

& i am mother 
so the door you bet’
not slam!


before the rap,
bitch i been up

heard these bitches
tryna knock me down,
but im still up

how i walk in 
with the most
expensive get up

some say im boujie,
cause i walk in
with my nose &
my chin up

tell them rap bitches
step they pen up

gimme the blonde
bangs to match the
pamela pin up

bitch im on the block
you better not wanna
spin up

cause i got some 
niggas that won’t 
hesitate to have a
bitch get rid of

everytime i leave
all of my babies 
gone miss her

broke bitch,
cheap shots,
bitches always
miss her

bitches pretend,
trend, tryna twin,
this ain’t sister sister

wanna be loud 
in the front but
you always fucking
whisper.

Pin Up

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The Girthy Manly Remi Ricky & OG Girly/Pretty Gang President Princess Barbie (Mattel) - Spaceship

Intervention

BARBIEDANYA

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Colors

Lyrics: 

I’m up in the club,
throwing bands up

And this stripper hoe,
she shaking right

This Chanel boot 
is real custom boo

Watch your step,
cause my killers will snipe

..You bitch,
not signing boobs bitch

Hoe get in line, and act right

Cause once Strawberry spaz,
It get darker than daylight saving time

I’m riding dick like a Kawasaki,
While he gripping all on my damn body,

I’m a actress, I’m a bad bitch

Popping pussy,
Damn i’m just that bitch

I don’t give a fuck about a bitch man
This Barbie chain cost 50 bands

Jerking bitches, I ain’t using hands
Bitch i’m bigger than the whole program

I’m the B-A-R-B-I-E
Dior, Margiela, Giuseppe

I’m the doll dada, I’m the don dada
Do I wanna fuck? I said yes dada,

Bank account got a st-stutter,
So it ain’t hurt when I copped the prada

You my son and you my daughter
Fuck a bitch dollar, hoe my money taller

Bust a split, make it flip, and do
them tricks bitch

Then I might throw a couple 
bands up in the VIP bitch

Money so thick, it can’t 
fit up in the clip bitch

Me and my bitches be “The Doll’s”
Y’all be “The Brick’s” bitch

Right red bone and the left
be a yellow

Give a bum money then I 
tell her “Hi fella”

Fella? Fella? Tell her
“Hi fella”?

I’m Strawberry and I’m sitting 
with Vanilla

Bad Girls Club, beat her up
like Camilla 

Pretty Gang up in Tulum
at the Villa

Bank account iller,
Show game iller

Summer time in a fur coat, 
Chinchilla 


Co-Written by Babi Sister

BANDS UP

prada bag (2023)

“Lyrics”

Hol up I pull out that fye and I’m ready for more
Talk on the net now he dead on the floor
Put racks on his head like I’m settlin scores
My lil one just slid he ain't checkin the door
My heart cold as ice I’m not lettin it throw
She suck me like leech now she beggin for more
We duckin the feds I ain’t dressin for court
My plug got the load up he sendin it north
I’m good in my trap I’m the legend of lore
I flooded my chain now it shimmer and roar
I stay with the flame like a chef when I pour
I’m watchin these rats like a predator boar
My demons get active you pressin for war
My clip got extensions not regular store
She give me the throat til her vocal was sore
Them blicky’s get hot got no time to ignore
My killas on go they not showin remorse
My stick got a beam and we turn him to gore
The backend just hit it came straight from the shore
We lit in the wraith like a fire decor
No talkin in codes we speakin' in war
Ain’t signin no deals I need me some more
They duck when we spin now they sleep on the floor
Got packs in the sprinter it reekin for sure
I can not be wasting time on a hoe
Said I’m a player I thought she would know
Hit from the back she grippin the throw
Keep me a stick like we doin a show
I do not hang with the opposite
I’ll pack up a lame like a operant 
He was talkin online but in person but we caught him he sound like he whisperin down a bit
Why he walk with a stick like he confident, mixin the trauma shit up with the consequence
He just flex for the gram he incompetent act like a demon but cry when the problems hit
All that cap on a hoe I ain’t fond of it bro got receipts we exposin the documents
Why you tryna act woke but you obvious stealing my style then claiming you proud of it
Nigga talk like he slid but he dodgin it and your whole team goin ghost when it’s prominent
You been postin your pain like it's marketing but the real ones gonna know what the problem is
You perform like you fightin your father but sound like you textin your therapist
All that shit in your posts lookin perilous
Tryna heal through a chain and some arrogance
You show out for the likes it's embarrassing
You a bitch to the game I inherited
Every line you repeat sound nefarious
Like you whispered your bars in a marriott
I can’t fuck with a prick on some scary shit
You been buildin your fame off comparisons
Name a time that you shot hilarious
This a lesson in death not a narrative
I don’t fuck with no M.O.B if bitch ass niggas ain’t stepping up for you 
You screaming gang but nobody spin or even send pressure up for you
Why you posting threats with a quote and a verse like someone gon level up for you
Boy you know you just a echo in a room wit dick riders but they don’t got love for you
You the type to get jumped in a city you claim and your homies just duck up for you
You been beggin for smoke in the air now it’s thick in the sky and it’s covered up for you
Lord knows I don’t like these niggas
Don’t dap, don’t mic these niggas
No verse, don’t write these niggas
Real talk, can’t hype these niggas
Sometimes I wanna fight these niggas
This nigga a bitch
He just be dick riding niggas
Never outside with his niggas
Clout got him blind
He never ride with his niggas
Swear he gon slide with his niggas
He just a weak link, move like a bride to his niggas
Still pick a side with his niggas
Tell you the truth, I hope he die with his niggas

COLD TRUTH

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