I’m about to throw up jasiri, u gagging

ERKA-EXODUS

Lyrics:

with all that promo 
that you buying

i just thought 
that you would
shake sum 

& im endorsing 
strippers, gone 
ahead & shake sum

it’s like i can’t do 
anything, they 
always take sum

it’s like i’m getting 
cake so now they 
tryna bake sum


but anyways bitch
i’m here and the 
check clears

i told my stylist,
get me vintage 
jean paul gaultier

& i don’t really fuck 
with queers, they
not my peers

the tops here,
you not here,
face is top tier


“barbie she not
worth it, she can’t
even out-rap you”

see? you a whack 
a bitch, ian even
gone whack you

messy bitch you
better clean it up
like a vacuum

cause i’m wildin
out, what we doing 
in the classroom?


bitches can’t fuck
with me

bitches can’t fuck
with me

everywhere i go
they tell me that
i’m pretty

if i leave him then
i know he gone miss
me 

better lay low 
when i come out 
like whitney

anything i’m 
wearing pink
like whitney 

better use your
words careful 
when you diss me

it’s me mother
-fucker, it’s me


wait who dissed? 
who this? 

bitches don’t do this 

bitch i won’t 
respond cause
i’ll leave your ass 
toothless 

bitch i been 
the princess 

bitch i been 
the shoe fit 

you was never 
princess, but keep 
dreaming.. lucid 

bitch i go nuts, 
boston (baked beans) 
massachusetts 

you a fat bitch, 
but when you rap 
bitch, you don’t 
chew sis 

not my fault that
i’m the one they 
always gonna 
choose sis 

i was born to win, 
you was clearly 
born to lose sis 


if i’m with a nigga 
then he blowing 
a band 

so i don’t know 
why bitches think
we sharing a man 

bitch im a brand,
yea hoe bitch im a
brand 

pass me the milk,
cereal, raising 
they brand


i ain’t talking
matte hoe 

when i say 
i black hoe

bitches see me 
winning, what the 
fuck you think 
they rap for? 

go against me,
you know your
career a wrap hoe

no really go look
at her page, her
career a wrap hoe


you might could 
flow, but where 
your bars at?

bitch i mean your 
bars whack

talking about
leather bitch
where the fuck
is your cars at?

i be where the 
stars at

balling where
lamar at?

meanwhile
you steady 
making shit up
like where nars at


ouchies, body on
emily ratajkowski 

what the hell would 
these rap bitches 
be doing without me 

same bitches starting
rap was the same 
ones who was 
doubting 

count it then 
we outie, baddest
bitch in every county
  
(PRETTY GANG)


bitches can’t fuck
with me

bitches can’t fuck
with me

everywhere i go
they tell me that
i’m pretty

if i leave him then
i know he gone miss
me 

better lay low 
when i come out 
like whitney

and i stay
around the 
pink like whitney 

better use your
words careful 
when you diss me

it’s me mother
-fucker, it’s me

SHAKE SUM

Lyrics:

jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)


alla that gossiping, 
cock sucking, wrist 
on neapolitan 

so pretty, i belong 
in cosmopolitan

ain’t no debate bitch 
i do not do politics 

beefing with me gone 
result in some hollow tips 


fuck hoes thought? 
that i was gone let up 

bitch you corn dog, 
don’t think you gone 
catch up 

my life’s a movie, 
directed by greta 

pig in a wig, why the
fuck would y’all pep her?


rule number one, never 
ever trust a broke hoe 

actress, tony 
baller, romo 

barbie only fuck with 
bad hoes, no homo

they know im a inspo, 
i don’t need promo 

pretty irl, i don’t 
got a bad photo 

thinking that she better
then she coo coo, cocoa

if she wanna kill herself,
i let a bitch, momo 

i ain’t letting none 
of these faggots 
breathe no more 


..gogo, yea you 
get booted 

these hoes sound 
better to me when 
they muted 

these bitches stupid
& broke, why they rapping 
designers when they can’t
afford or compute it?

pretty gang president, 
all of the baddies saluting 

a problem but, 
she the solution 

teaching these hoes, 
she can’t even be 
my substitution 

stop feeding into 
her delusion, illusion 


you know im 
mother to many 

name like any, bitch who 
ain’t pinch on my penny 

im the omega 
like kenny

like cassie im pretty,
but i do not fuck 
with diddy 

you been a fan 
like a ceili', no for 
real really 

bitch i am not 
signing titties 

all of these stones, 
like how i could i be pissy? 

you get it? bitch kidney 

these bitches my kiddy!


i got braum’s, turkey hill, 
bryers, baskin robins, talenti 

they telling T.A.L.E ‘s
they don’t the N & T 

all that coming out
your mouth, make you 
get some missing teeth 

& my money B.I.G, i can 
build a christmas tree, see? 


you don’t want smoke, 
this is a dab pen 

went against me, 
well look what
happened

i don’t gotta click up 
with no opp hoes

i don’t gotta write 
shit on the backend

if i ever wanna 
leave the rap game

let’s see how long 
these bitches lasting 

oh wait, bitches cant, 
cause they depending 
on me

so watch how all 
them hoes quit rap then


bitch im everything 
y’all aren’t

pulling cards, 
hallmark

rap better, look better, 
live better, walmart 

made em cop the blue box, 
i ain’t talking pop tart  

wonder where i be,
bitch im sitting at
the top part 


& i stay bitches 
heads like a top knot

i been hot since 
ice cream & hopscotch

they only play your
songs at the chop shop

i told that nigga eat
the pussy like it’s hot pot


vanilla bean, mint chip, 
chocolate, strawberry 

blue bell, blue bunny, 
häagen-dazs, ben & jerry 

i don’t think bitches 
get what time it is, military 

i’m killing careers hoe, 
obituary, cemetery 

washing bitches, 
sanitary 

bitches know 
im legendary 

say my name three 
times, that’s a barbie 
bloody mary

maybe i should go 
carry (carrie) 

heavn with the 
burberry

pull up in the
butternut & the guts 
on cherry


wrist on road-rocky,
that’s just swarovski

cartier, tiffany, 
van cleef, bvlgari

i can’t be around 
too many gays,
y’all clocky

would diss you 
back, but you
don’t go the moxie


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but i don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup) 


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)

Ice Cream (Solo Version)

The Girthy Manly Ricky & OG Girly/Princess Barbie - Spaceship

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[ Lyrics ]
he say he like the way the pussy sittin’ 
pussy nigga get to spendin’
i do not give me a fuck if you not spendin then good riddance.

like the way he keep the semi
cashing checks he bout to give me
my hair is expensive nigga i do not fuck w the remy 

[ HOOK ]

he like my rap voice 
keep my lap moist 
Tap it on my tounge
Swallowing his babies like pro choice 


killa kitty killa pussy 
imma pro never a rookie 
then i swipe him for his goodies 
leaving the house out w his hoodie 

he like my rap voice 
keep my lap moist 
Tap it on my tounge
swallowing his babies like pro choice 

killa kitty killa pussy 
imma pro never a rookie 
then i swipe him for his goodies 
leaving the house w his hoodie 

getting money that’s most likely 
she said fuck me na fuck like me
im so gaggy im the trophy he want me to be his wifey 

im just so fucking gaggy 
make a nigga wanna bag me
All his homies wanna smash me
but he know they cant have me 

or they can 
but they better be cashing some checks 
im not a free ho atleast a bitch have some respect.
and all them other bitches keep on dissing 
but i know they project 
So when u coming little moma make sure u coming correct.

nigga said he wanna beat it naa eat it first 
pussy game cold couldnt even finish the 2nd verse 
he love the way i sway he love my hips 
i have some curves i have no dips 
im just a dainty sexy lair 
& i love counting my chips

[ HOOK ]

killa kitty killa pussy 
imma pro never a rookie 
then i swipe him for his goodies 
leaving the house out w his hoodie 

he like my rap voice 
keep my lap moist 
Tap it on my tounge
Swallowing his babies like pro choice 

keep my lap moist 
Tap it on my tounge
swallowing his babies like pro choice

RapVoice (FOMF)

Lyrics:

“Tela hoes need 
them a bitch to pop”

Well tell them weak 
hoes I’m the bitch to pop

They still up on bots 
tryna fix the plot?

Keep it g bitch 
I don’t want shit you got


First hoes came out
tryna sound like me

Like bitch your first 
song said shoutout me

So now they tryna sing
and now they doin feat’s

On my type of beats
just to outdo me


Tell her bum ass to kneel
—Patrick Harris

IRL doll, y’all Facetune & Paris

Had a whole wave of fags 
tryna be Paris 

They always think you’re me
You not embarrassed? 


Mirror.. Mirror.. which bitch the fairest?

(You princess, & she can’t be the Heiress) 

I’m at the Trump, but I’m on team Harris 

Pretty soon your career is gonna perish


Man get yo bum ass on 
Man what yo bum ass on?

Like everything you bitches do
confirm that y’all my clone

They need me here, why they 
trying so hard to get me gone?

They want the formula, you 
can hear that shit in they tone 

Well bitch you blown your cover
Tell bitches take some cover

Yea bitch I’m mother and that
get back is a motherfucker

Sign of the cross, tell these
bum bitches it’s the last supper

Like every bitch can catch a 
fade and no I don’t stutter


Me against young men in wigs, I win

Back to Hollywood
Like when you ever been?

Outrap who? 
With what type of pen

I move weight, call me the Prin' Pin


I heard your leak, that 
shit was kinda wack though 

You thought you ate just 
cause you did a fast flow

Bitch I get cheese for 
feats just to mack hoes

Mad hoes

Better in everything, 
we do not match hoes 


Your time is up bitch like
Hickory Dickory 

Don’t got no friends so 
they riding on dickory 

Literally, bitch it’s a mystery 

How to get rid of me 

This shit’ll go down in history 


Got the right plan with
the right wrong bitch  

Rap murder scene with 
the white chalk bitch 

Now you wanna wear all 
them cheap ass wigs 

Hoe what happened to the
box with the white chalk bitch

Get Gone

RICH $PORT REMIX JASIRI

ITS FINALLY HERE !! TYSM FOR ALL THE LOVE FOR THE SNIPPETS 🫶🏽! 

LYRICS: 

ALL MY BITCHES SHAKIN ASS HE KNOW HE FINNA TAP THAT 
HE ASK WHATS THAT NOISE? NIGGA I TOLD YOU IT CLAP BACK 
PUT THIS PUSSY ON EM TURN THAT NIGGA TO A KNICK KNACK 
HE CANT GET ENOUGH OF IT YOU’D THINK THAT NIGGA WAS SNIFFING CRACK 

TAP THAT 
TAP THAT 
TAP THAT NIGGA x4

MY VERSE: 

Told him to let go of my wall, now the nigga throwing a hissy fit 
He said it was to tight but nigga i can always make it fit 
He said he wanna punch but nigga can you even take a hit 
Let him between my legs and the nigga can’t find the (muah)

So nigga watchu wanna do
You wanna bite you wanna chew 
He tryna eat it off the bone, he wanna look come take a view 
He tryna see sum ass, nigga wanna see my rear view 

Beat it up again and again 
Come take a hit but don’t tell yo friends 
Nigga wanna get in my playpen 
He wanna save me like a fireman 

Strip Club and we poppin bottles
Body tea like i’m a model 
Fuckin him, got him singing gospel 
Sorry nigga ian mean to startle 

MUNI: 
Tap that card to tap my peach
Swipe that shit for fruit, ninja
Hey Zyon, may I bring a couple boys over for dinner?
Wanna do stranger things?
Gotta wait until eleven hit
Took him to see the light
I told him this his Thomas medicine
I’m a rap bitch bully, but niggas, just tease ‘em a lil’ bit
He feeling stressed, I grab his balls and I just squeeze ‘em a lil’ bit
Fuck until dawn, shut the fuck up ‘fore I break you bitch
My ice shining so I guess I need a break for wrist
(Now break for this)
Tap that ass while bitches I just silk press them
All these hoes is pussy and yes I still pet them 
She ain’t wanna play, so I benched her
I’m the rap quencher

Muni

They like, “How the fuck you sonning bitches?”
Lifted up my hand
…

VERSE 2:
Wrist Cold, Icy, Y’know we the fuckin winners

BITCH IM TWERKING IN THE BACK OF A VAN 
ALL I BE AROUND IS FUCKIN TENS 
HE TRYNA MAKE ME FLY , NO PETER PAN
I SHOULDA KEPT HIS ASS A FAN

TAP THAT, NIGGA TAP THAT ASS 
HANDSTAND, MAKE THAT SHIT CLAP BACK 
HE SAID NIGGA THAT ASS REAL FAT
BUT WATCHU GON DO WITH ALL OF THAT
(MUAH) 

I GOT A COUPLE BITCHES IN DA BACK WHO TRYNA SISSOR 
HE SAID HE TRYNA TAKE CONTROL OF ME BUT NO SZA
HE SAID IM REALLY ILL ON DA BEAT, MY FLOW IS SICKER 
AND I PUT MY STAMP ON THIS SHIT LIKE A FUCKIN STICKER 

I SEE THAT BITCHES GOT A PROBLEM WITH THE WAY I FUCKIN RAP 
BUT LIKE A FUCKIN PRESENT BITCHES KNOW THEY NOT GETTING THE WRAPS

SHAKE THAT ASS BITCH KEEP THROWING IT 
GET BEHIND IT LIKE A TRUCK HE TOWING IT 
HE SAID HE GOT GOOD PIPE SO SHOW IT THEN 
SHE SAID SHE WANT THE LIGHT SO BITCH IM SMOKING IT

TAP DAT

THE FINALE [Prod. DB!]

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