Garçon De Feu (FireBoy) OFFICIAL LYRICS 


VERSE 1 

you ain’t gotta ask bitch hell yeah I’m running shit 

seen this dude in the club said I got some nice tits 

I said I just got em done 

he said girl you one of one 

I said I’m the only child 

so technically I’m one of none let’s go 

PB, PB, bitch who’s Peabo Bryson 

I’m chauffeured everywhere I don’t need no license 

enticing my body enticing as a motherfucker 

stop playing nigga and come and bite this motherfucker

boy i need it i need it I mean I need it right now 

boy my pussy so leaky 

just come and shut the pipe down 

it’s getting hot in here baby I’m bout to cut the lights down 

i mean it curve to the left but i’m going right down 

i got my high heels on you got on your joggers 

nigga eat the pussy like it depend on yo job 

fat bitches in a hut, yeah that’s that jabba 

and if that nigga gotta bitch then i gotta rob her 


HOOK 

it’s like our worlds just collide whenever I’m near you 

can’t shake the feeling that I really wanna fear you 

no I don’t know I don’t know why I’m like this 

fighting myself because I don’t wanna fight this  

VERSE 2 

he had the Rolls in the Royce the tone in his voice 

don’t want a good girl nah hoes is his choice 

you know my mouth on open pussy on (aah) 

when he stick it in i got em blowing like bombs 

i got that full glam on pageant tease 

my body smoking that’s why pussy bitches mad at me 

naturally i do this shit so naturally 

it’s not my fault that ya career been flopping tragically 

like boy come on let’s go back to my room 

i’m so delu but I can’t help it cause I’m feeling you 

he bought me Doc Martin Fishnet Stocking & Jimmy Choo 

i mean he spoils me, what the fuck you want a girl to do? 

my hair long when i step through 

I’m looking like a pageant bitch 

fashion doll, with some big pageant tits  

no you cannot cop a feel quit asking bitch 

i’m getting money and I don’t get it with ration bitch 

killin bitches send em to the gulag 

pussy got em hot ian letting him cool off 

let’s play teacher boy give me the ruler 

cop me that Rock Angel chain from Benny The Jeweler 

HOOK 

it’s like our worlds just collide whenever I’m near you 

can’t shake the feeling that I really wanna fear you 

no I don’t know I don’t know why I’m like this 

fighting myself because I don’t wanna fight this  

and boy 

you’ve got my 

heart on fire

it’s on fire

it’s on fire

heart on ..  

VERSE: 3 

okay I just had a epiphany i need to go to umm 

bitches on my tippy like I ain’t the goat or sum 

i’m drunk as fuck up on the e way I’m swerving the lambo 

he call me babygirl he say I be rocking the damn boat 

damn Laurence, your career is boring 

biting off my style like I’m Isis and you Torrence  

and bitch you steady poor and 

asking for bread on the back end 

i thought you said the streams was paying 

bitch what the fuck happened? 

you ain’t no princess remi you a dude hence the real name 

talking bout  a final baby girl this the real game 

why would I bring my BEST bitch for a bitch that’s half of me? 

how you so rich but you a Maid/Janitor nigga do the math for me

Written by: Jade

GarçonDeFeu (FireBoy)

Lyrics Below 🎀


(Verse)

That nigga flew me to aruba 
while these bitches in a uber
wanna dive up in this pussy hold
your breathe he need a scuba 


I’m the ender for these bitches
Losing never been option 
I’m a frequent up in Neimans 
every day we going shopping
 

He love the way the 
pussy taste said to sit it on 
his face put a boot up 
on these bitches they
could never take my place

these bitches fat and 
unattractive too
much cap up in 
they rapping they
want dolly on a feature
you know girly gotta
tax em


I can switch it I can 
flip it she fan she 
need ticket flow 
is sickening beat
is wicked I’m so 
pretty did I mention?
I stay balling on
these bitches yeah
I’m Jordan and 
you Pippen 


I’m so mother 
to these bitches 
Ain’t no other 
to these bitches

Ou my tone 
is so seductive 
quick to make 
a nigga stiff 
pussy always 
make a nigga 
go from gangsta 
to a simp 

chocolate bitch 
skin on godiva 
hair imported 
came from 
china  got
him bussin 
like a gyser 
smoking bitches
need a lighter 

I’m with Milano
up in Paris To 
New Money I’m
the Heiress bitches
mock me yeah 
they Parrot its 
my crown I cannot
share it 

In ATL I’m at 
Ibizia sipping 
henny smoking 
reefa when I 
walk in niggas
gawking make 
her nigga wanna 
leave her 

These bitches 
so obsessed 
barbie the
bad bitches 
check for barbie

climb on top
and make it 
drip ride it 
crazy like a harley

my nigga like a bad 
moody bitch 
shoe game 
go  looney bitch
all these bitches 
they so stagnant 
standing still ain’t 
moving shit 

these bitches 
faker than prostetics
I don’t think these 
bitches get it
final boss yeah the
addendum 
want my sauce 
I cannot lend it 

I think they teething 
bitches biting he beat
the pussy broke my
hymen if they say
they competition
gotta know that
bitch is lying 


sex appeal they 
don’t exude damn 
these bitches getting
stupid them niggas 
fuck you out of pity
they don’t really wanna
do it 

these bitches always
quit the rapping cause
they talent aint a fraction
you not dolly quit the acting 
before my niggas catch you 
lacking 

I am the reason bitches 
breathing running shit 
like every season since 
bitches want issue tell
them bitches that is treason

(Romania & Barbie Monologue)

(Romania Verse)

They call me aphrodite
Pussy magic like hermine
Allah to bitches way above em
Bitch I'm high and mighty

Who done gassed bitches
Me and you ain't in no
Competition all my
Niggas felons call em up and
Have them do you viscous

I don't clique with bitches
Papparazi taking pictures
While I'm thumbing through
This money he eat this
Pussy til I finish

Massacre I'm killing bitches
Banana split I'm peeling bitches
Dolly too lethargic
Numb to them no I'm not
Feeling bitches

Barbie Fashionista
Got them begging
For a feature every
Time I'm on the beat I'm
Washing bitches
Soap and clean her

Bitches never
Been a problem
Must be drunk
Or off the tina
Real concieted
Off the Remy
I'm too hot
I caught a fever

Bitch You
Ain't a dolly
Stop the capping
Raggedy all your
Top tracks they
Some features
What a fucking tragedy

I'm like so ahead
Futurstic can't you
See  tell them
Bitch grab stick
Cause aint no
Bitch here seeing
Me I'm the one
They wanna be

Aphrodite (extended)

11:29 (feat. The Girly)
NovaGalore & The Girly - [Bossanova: Reloaded Edition]
℗ 2024 Pretty Gang Records


It's 11:29 when i’m making this song
He ain’t let me take it off, he ate my cat thru the thong
We ain’t talking if you aint, cashapping my phone
Take a look up in the sky, awl shit, its a drone
Uh, hollon, wait thats Nova
The BossLady, the mean bitch
With the big ole juicy booty
And she keep a clean whip
I’m the shit
But all you bitches boo-boo like dookie
Nigga wanna be my man, but his face on boogie
Earrings from tiffany, purse from Italy
Fuck i’m such a bad bitch, they should start whipping me
So addictive, girl yo boyfriend cannot stop licking me
Don’t believe them rumors bout me, thats just a bunch of bigotry
Wait, why you lying? That shit weak
Bitch I'm climbing to my peak
He was at my house, licking my feet, every single week
You can call me rice crispy, I'm a fucking treat
You done fucked the whole damn team, damn yo pussy stink

It's 11:29
Body so crazy, I'm outta my mind
If you want these groceries, then get yo ass in line
You don't see him with me ho, so why you think he mine?
Wait, I'm running outta time
It's 11:29, tick-tock like a clock
Please don’t waste my time, you gone get yo ass popped
And i’ma hypnotize you, when this pussy pop
Can you hit my line? Uh, i’d rather you not

It's 11:29, tick-tock like a clock
Please don’t waste my time, you gone get yo ass popped
And i’ma hypnotize you, when this pussy pop
Can you hit my line? Uh, i’d rather you not, it’s 11:29

So by 12PM, need that big Chanel, and that Largerfeld, nigga
Dior belt, nigga
How you felt, nigga?
Get you dealt, nigga
Boss-lady be on bullshit, and I be right with her
I’m Girly, bitches don’t be ballin’
But these bitches is not Girly, or Barbie, or Princess
It ain’t workin’ out? Tell them bitches hit the bench press
Never reconcile with these hoes, this ain’t Dipset
Dumb ass ho

Body so crazy, I'm outta my mind
If you want these groceries, then get yo ass in line
You don't see him with me ho, so why you think he mine?
Wait, I'm running outta time
It's 11:29

11:29 (feat. The Girly)

BLASPHEMY

lyrics: 
 
HOOK: 

Diamonds and baguettes all on my neck 
I tell yo Nigga come rip Em off 

Put me up in the bed 
And start doing the most I’m like a rocket we popping off 

Pussy so good 
He flip me over 
The Nigga gone call that shit super soft 

Swinging my hips from the left to right 
He say 
I got me Stupid walk 

PLAYAA: 
He say I got me 
A stupid walk 

Lemme just walk it off 

Bitches so dizzy 
These bitches be goofing off 

Look at yo maekup the mug is still slipping off 

Ion fuck wit MAC 
Send me a gift card 

You 
see 
I 
don’t give no fucks 

Speaking on playaa will get a hoe touched 
Trynna get active you poppin or what 

Yo word play 
Never get me up

Bitches be cracking it 
lemme just can it 

Saving every new bitch 
Super man ing 
Fly in the air 
like im shooting a cannon 

Get out my classroom I’m hosting 
Nick cannon 

Nxgga im just to bad 
I see yo bitch to mad 

I like to walk up on water like Jesus 
Lil baby cause I am just to fab

Bitches be dissing like to bad 
Bitches be dissing like who dat 

I might just have a confession cause 
Bitch it’s so crazy my mind is the problem cause I’m neva shooting no blank

JUKU: 

got em like oh damn who that over there 
she put that shit on and she got sum nice hair 
i see other bitches but i do not care 
just wait till you see all this ass when it’s bare 

when they see me coming they hold a pose 
i guess somebody should’ve told these hoes 
i shit on these bitches by puttin on clothes 
and dont fw bitches who don’t follow code 

soundclouds finest 
they can’t see me in the slightest 
don’t care bout opinions you bitches be biased 
pull up in shit that you bitches can’t ride iin 
can’t keep a nigga her pussy the driest 

tell a bitch any time any place like i was janet 
ain’t do the cypher cause they know i ran it 
i know when i drop i make bitches panic 
pretty like dorothy came straight outta kansas 

hold up wait 
how you feel cause i feel great 
can’t argue wit bitches who name hold no weight 
ain’t seen a bitch yet who can fuck wit my face 
i see that they likin the way my name taste 

mansion i’m waking up in a masion 
turn fake on me say hello to the cannon 
bitches all on me no air they be fannin 
too busy winnin i know they can’t stand it 

damn why do these bitches do anything just to keep itching for stamps 
tell i’m champ 
tell em im better than dem 
tell em im the illest in the camp 
tell em im chewin these bitches i’m eating these bitches they suckin me i am a vamp 
they do not want it cause ima be the first one who gone pull out my ass and show out like a tramp 

harajuku hyphen tyra 
keepin these bitches inspired 
they couldn’t fuck wit me even if i was to let up on bitches and fuckin retire 
don’t know why bitches was thinkin that they was the
one for the job bitch you is fired 
you bitches is best if used by tell em im coming and when i get there all these bitches they time is expired

STUPID WALK

Dollyville Ft Barbie lisa

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)

Mrs.Echelon 2

CHRONICLE

Prod. DB!

Lyrics:

[Chorus: The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas?
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 1: The Girly]

I came in, 16, spittin’ ill to you
I’m 18, still ill, never healed for you
I let ‘em hang, that’s Emmett Till (A Mattel) for you
Not Armstrong, why the fuck would I kneel (Neil) for you?
I’m back to slaughterin’ bitches that ain’t on my pivot
My finger a glacier, my Telfar on denim
I’m covered in carnage, & bitch, I spit venom
Can these bitches do what I do? I’m like “No way!”
Fresher than that Colgate
If you think you Princess, little bitch, you sniffing Snow White, oh, wait!
Oh, wait, hold the fuck up
Bitches got life fucked up
Bitches always fumblin’ the ball, pick your nuts up
They call me “Ruth”, and bitch, I’ll handle her
These bitches is amateurs 
Itchin’ for response, so this song what I granted her
Man, these bitches ain’t talkin’ to me
Fuckin’ on you, then he fuckin’ a beast
Fuckin’ with me, then he fuck with a G
Only a beast when i’m rippin’ these beats
Most decorated bitch
Rock every wig that I rap & been in every whip (Facts)
So tell these hoes to bow it down

[Bridge: The Girly]

Ayo

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Slaughter these bitches, then i’ma skin ‘em like where nudes be

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

Did it for press and bitch, now your face where the news be

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Bitch, you want the speed? 
I’ll crash shit, Mr. Mosbey

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

All this ICE I got on me, got Latinas in a frenzy

[Verse 2: Lee Veneta]

(SILLY WHORE)

watch her face drop (drop)
when this shit drop (drop)

couldnt do the rap shit, i took over the rap shit
now bitches tryna do pop (what?)

bitch couldnt chew, couldn't even nom onnit
bitch couldnt rap, couldn't keep Anam onnit

waist so skinny let me do a line on it
how tf you get a beat and couldn't ride onnit

gotta watch these bitches, bitches fake they so fictitious
bitches rapping bout materials, now girl lets be realistic 

lying in yo raps that shit pitiful 

why so serious? so literal 

piss a bitch off like a urinal

nail this shit down like a cuticle 

all these stones on my neck (brr) 
chinchilla on new (fur)
marry to the money bitch
yea i gotta new sur (sir)

sick bitch mind twisted, you only spit hard when its dick bitch

bitches wanted me to pop, so i pop off like pants on a big bitch

yo girly girly should i carry carry?
shitting on these hoes like im bad with dairy 

everything white ms carrie carrie
i keep fire work, put it in reverse terry

bitch yo shit on dr seuss, bitch you better than um, WHO?!

bitch yo shit falling down, gravity, now let me call up soos

( got a new body bag, all you bitches going sad. all these bitches supa mad while i’m out here popping all these tags....HAHAA OOP)

[Chorus: The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas?
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 3: Pretty Gang]

Yo, Pretty Gang, why these bitches be so undercover?

(Purcosex)
I would hate too, bitch, i’m pretty than a motherfucker

(The Girly)
Yo, like why the fuck they gotta envy? 
Y’all gotta be some dumb hoes..

(Nova Galore)
 To ever think that y’all could end me

[Verse 4: The Girly & Lee Veneta]

Cannot get one up on me, all these hoes look up to me
Soundcloud, who the fuck be Mother? 
Bitch, they screaming “G”

YEA!
What I done, they couldn’t do that
New flash, you bitches ain’t on that 
If I was you, bitch, I would’ve fall back
But I got you looking stupid, with your dumb ass

They cosplaying as white bitches, i’ma kill, I don’t fight bitches
They keep makin’ all these fuckin’ misses, but not wifed bitches
He said “Bum, Bum, Bum” I got funds, funds, funds
Put ‘em on yo fuckin’ head & get you gone, gone, gone
I’m the one

Umbrellas (feat. Lee Veneta)

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