Evolve lyrics - 

(Hook)
faris wheel when i ride it, up and down when he goin inside it,
cookin it up onna beat so i fried it,
duckin who?
bitches know that im bout it.

pretty bitch wit the melanin, im doin good but im bout to evolve,
drip got em salty they bout to disolve,
i be in first like im writin in POV.

(Verse 1)
she a fan bitch like kitana,
i cut up on beats no kitana,
the head bitch prima donna,
leave hoes in terror cause im such a bomber.

nicki who he be fallin 4 me,
give him brain cause i think he a dummy,
go insane like a jacket straight on me,
ion bang but the gang stay on me.

pressin dese bitches no silk,
40 inch bundles they flowin like milk,
ion play cards but dey finna get dealt
hump like a llama dats how dese hoes built.

to da bad bitches imma idol,
and da haters become suicidal,
rap circles round bitches, recitle,
me and twin walk, dats all and we viral, yuh

bitches so goofy like luffy in one piece,
eat wht i want and im snatched no obesse,
poppin dese bitches and ion need no grease,
chasin a sound dese hoes dont know beats.

copy a bitch whole sound and appeal,
no cap in my rap im a human of steel,
clockin fake hoes it be so surreal,
i beat em and walk out so pretty in heels.

(Hook)
faris wheel when i ride it, up and down when he goin inside it,
cookin it up onna beat so i fried it,
duckin who, bitches know dat im bout it.

pretty bitch wit da melanin, im doin good but im bout to evolve,
drip got em salty they bout to disolve,
i be in first like im writin in POV.

(verse 2)
take a 1, 2, and learn,
dickridin eachotha and dats why dey burn,
my foot on dey neck and now bitches concerned,
wht pri say, bitch its my turn

cashin out checks at banks like tyra
bitches be hot but me, fire,
be too high to see bitches dats higher,
beatin me down like my pussy a fighter

zoning dese bitches it be off the dome,
send him a text and he comin right home,
#1 eater his name in my phone,
walk in wit tht new fendi cologne,

postin him up wit no face no malone,
kissin and rub on my thighs,
eatin so good that i might just foam,
look at the pussy its ate off the bone,

i hate mad bitches, well nah fuck em, 
dey still be givin me money,
playin my music, watchin my vids,
you hatin and helpin me out dummy.

poppin dese tags i want all dese bags,
im takin his card and turn riches to rags,
fly inna leer my shit be too clean,
and ride up in rolls, benz, and jags.

(Hook)
faris wheel when i ride it, up and down when he goin inside it,
cookin it up onna beat so i fried it,
duckin who, bitches know dat im bout it.

pretty bitch wit da melanin, im doin good but im bout to evolve,
drip got em salty they bout to disolve,
i be in first like im writin in POV.

Evolve [Prod. Ozi]

BLASPHEMY

Colors

Prod. VinoMadeIt & DB! at the end 

Lyrics: 

im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


these bitches know 
what it’s giving

reason they cooking
in the kitchen

this the thanks for
the giving?

they falling off just
like on beats

can’t name the last
one you written

so if we talking bout
your hits, can’t name
the last one you written


(PAUSE)

now y’all clicking up
(PAUSE)

now your numbers up
(PAUSE)

flow is such a bore
(YAWN)

bitch you old, menopause
barbie doll got no flaws

i got that effect cause 
everybody wanna 
beef with me

barbie the final boss


these bitches know 
who the fuck to
play with

i’ll body them & 
the hoes that they with

i ain’t never really need 
the hoes i came with 

on & offline you gone
get the same bitch

like when peter piper &
pick up the pepper 

you rapping better said
nobody ever 

never, please 
somebody get her

if they don’t get me
then they gonna get her


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


i don’t give a fuck 
how a bum bitch feeling 

i don’t give a fuck to 
be the motherfucking villain 

every time i turn around,
a bum bitch stealing

but somehow, someway
lil bitch i’m still it

you know that you feel it 

put hands on these
bitches, acrylic 

you know you 
not fly in your spirit

you said she dissed, 
i aint hear it

they know it’s a wrap 
if they let barbie clear it 
& clear it


barbie doll ready 
to rumble again 

they had a plan 
& it fumbled again 

took me a break to let 
bitches go step up they 
cookies and they let 
'em crumbl' again 

im never gonna be 
humble again 

im making hoes 
careers tumble again

(gain?)

you did it first, 
i’m like when? 

go get the proof
& i bet that i win


neck & my wrist 
& my finger on blizzard 

bitches that hate me 
was tryna be sisters 

who really ugly? 

bitch i never called 
you hoes pretty & y’all 
was just liking my pictures


now y’all got me 
seeing red 

don’t got the pink? 
then go get the red 

me & my man get
the money & spread 

bitch your career
just like yo daddy, dead 


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab


who said that she won? 
go tell that bitch that
she lost it

i put these hoes on, 
im finna go press 
the off switch 

got no time to spare
for a hater bitch, clock it 

if i wasn’t rapping, these 
bitches wouldn’t be 
dropping   


gave these hoes the crown
just so they can see 
what it felt like

got it back & that’s how
i knew these bitches 
ain’t felt right 

copied me for so long, 
don’t remember what 
they self like 

i don’t never beef, 
it’s always asses to 
my belt like!


said i used to be what?
bitch shut the fuck up

wasn’t shit then 
& you still ain’t 

bitch you stuck 
because you suck

your body bad
& face on yuck 

hoe go get your 
money up

funny how they want me 
down, but they keep 
bringing me up


im in a new kinda bag
with a new kinda bag

making new kinda fags
get a new kinda mad

and i guess she can tag
if her shoe kinda fab

jag coupe color black
give a fuck about a tab

NEW (BAG)

Hating hoes, got no dough
Pockets fatter than her nose
Bitch, you know and I know
All yo friends gone hear this song
Hating hoes got no dough (Bitch, I'm pretty than a motherfucker)
Pockets fatter than her nose (Bitch, I'm richer than a motherfucker)
Bitch, you know and I know
All yo friends gone hear this song

You know they love when I get up on the beat, and then I kill bitches
Big around the body, but to me y'all still some lil bitches
I got some niggas up in New York, and yes they drill bitches
Aye, let me talk to yo mama since you still live with her
And since I came in the game, bitch I been making problems
Y'all bitches charging for features I wouldn't pay a dollar
The shit y'all bitches drop? I never listen to
Bitch, you like five years in ain't that pitiful?
Loaded up the nine, time to go and get her
Stand up in the mirror, huh, yeah I'm getting thicker
He say bae you bad, was you really born a nigga?
Yeah he got a wife, but my titties way bigger
Mother to you bitches, where the fuck my baby-sitter?
Coughing on you hoes, and my wrist stay chiller
That's just cause I'm cold, and my bars way sicker
Oh, they see me winning? #STAYBITTER

Hating hoes, got no dough
Pockets fatter than her nose
Bitch, you know and I know
All yo friends gone hear this song
Hating hoes got no dough (Bitch, I'm pretty than a motherfucker)
Pockets fatter than her nose (Bitch, I'm richer than a motherfucker)
Bitch, you know and I know (And I know)
All yo friends gone hear this song (NovaGalore)

When's the last time this bitch washed her ass?
Ion know
When's the last time this bitch seen her dad?
Ion know
In love with money, I don't like y'all hoes
You can't get up in this game hit the sidelines, ho
Tryna bite my flow, you gone fuck around and starve
Flexing with yo work truck, bitch, we know that ain't yo car
NovaGalore is the standard, she's the one that set the bar
Bitch, my music like a drug and I'm the lord, Pablo Escobar
What you gone do when I come thru?
You gone let a sixteen year old punk you?
Boss-Lady don't wanna have to terminate you
But that's just what's it got to come to
Already beat you up twice, I done did it again
Oh, shit, me and Dolly back in the stu again
No-NovaGalore is the face of the game
So all these rap hoes be sa-a-luting Ow!

Hating hoes got no dough
Pockets fatter than her nose
Bitch, you know and I know
All yo friends gone hear this song
Hating hoes got no dough (Bitch, I'm pretty than a motherfucker)
Pockets fatter than her nose (Bitch, I'm richer than a motherfucker)
Bitch, you know and I know
All yo friends gone hear this song

Ayo, Dolly?
Say, what?!
We got body
He said he wanna lick up on the pussy like a lollipop
Time to pack up, baby-girl ya times up
Me and Dolly in a pink truck, and all you bitches behind us
Two of two
That's what we do
Pretty Gang, bitch
We outta here
Mmhmm
Mommy's sick of you bitch
But I'm whooping ass
Bright and early
Oh, and you don't want me to call Auntie Girly
Yeah
The fuck
We gone

Purcosex & NovaGalore - HATING HOZ

#LIKEDATFREESTYLE

Woah (Ft. Mattela)

Knew Better - Lyrics
Miikael (feat. Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani)

[Intro: Miikael]
(You look so angry)
Miikael, power up

[Verse 1: Miikael]
The droid's in high demand, when I spit you know it's decorous
Here's a couple coins (2 dollars?), I'm so generous
I stand and deliver when I fuck, I be adventurous
You niggas actin' cracked out, I can't wait 'til y'all leprous
Where all the pussy poppin' bitches? Show me ya camel toe
(You fuckin' with my nigga?) Ugh, bitch, I guess you'll never know
Keep a stack of cash for the doll bitches who on the flo'
Startin' up my dynasty, call me Dominique Deveraux
I'm the Black Hat Man, kill them bitches in they basement
Tease the beat a little, bitch, I always been complaisant
If I don't like the nigga I'ma go to his replacement
You bitches scared of North but lookin' West, Freemason
If we all lived in France I would've damned your ass to pillory
Nobody checkin' for you, you ain't no versatility
It's very hard to reach me, I'm a inaccessibility
My bars'll box you niggas, I got that kind of ability

[Chorus: Miikael & Lee Veneta]
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew, knew
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you—, bitch, you—, better
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew b-b-b— (Ah)
Bitch, you knew better (Mommy, no), bitch, you knew (Lee Veneta)
Bitch, you knew, knew, knew, knew

[Verse 2: Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani]
I'm a beast, every time I hop on a track bitches hidin' (Hidin')
Bitches gonna starve if mother is no providin' (Providin', yeah)
I think I'm in the mood for rap bitch casserole (Yum)
Bitin' off some human flesh only time I bit off a ho
Any time somebody need a hit song I get summoned (Yeah)
Give 'em good brain, yeah, that zombie got 'em cummin' (Ugh)
When I catch that bitch I get to cuttin' (Get to cuttin')
Drink her blood, eat her organs out, yeah, I'm downright disgustin' (Ugh)
If you gonna pop somethin', pop that pussy, bitch, what you doin' best (Ooh)
(Lee, you do too much) Nah, lil' mama, bitch, you doin' less
And if she wanna try it, she can put her luck up to the test (Yeah)
But the outcomes gonna be a filthy fuckin' bloody mess (Ooh)
Get my yen in Nagasaki, bitches gonna steady copy
Bitch, I'm such a urban legend, nickname Mrs. Kuchisake
Flow so unnatural, bitches thinkin' I'm Illuminati
Honestly, it's not me, little bitch, it's the demon inside me (Mm, Milani)

[Verse 3: Kapri Milani]
Fifty lem stacks in my monagram bag (Ooh)
Pussy hella gushy and ushy, it's hella fat (Ahh)
Said that she don't like me but I'm knowin' she a fan
I'll beat a bitch ass if she fuck with my man in the backseat
Pullin' on my G-string, gettin' nasty
Think I'm homophobic, 'cause I don't fuck with you faggy's
Said she got a V-line, but her titties stil saggy
Bitch, I'm hella assy, I pull up like a taxi
Bad bitch, bow down, tell her put my crown down
I do it in real life, and these bitches do it on SoundCloud
Y'all thought she had her cookies up but I made that bitch bow down
I'm really havin' motion, got these hoes thinkin' I'm a cash cow (Mm)
Like, what up, bitch, I'm speakin', shut the fuck, bitch
And when I'm with Miikael and Lee we gon' fuck up shit
And yeen dead while you my opp, then ho, you lucked up, bitch
You dusted up, bitch, it's time to get the fuck up, bitch

Knew Better (feat. Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani) - Single

Knew Better

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