LIKE BOOM (feat. NovaGalore, TREMILANO, Una & Bryxn)

ILLUSIONS lyrics stop asking and read💋💅🏾
(MADE IN 24hrs)

give a bitch a inch watch she take a mile im smoking on these hoes like a black and mild 

when i reach for this choppa you better get down when me and playaa pop out we shutting it down 

it go down like up down up down ride with a switch when i heard this track i told him ima body this shit 

im hella c-cocky bitchiness I EMBODY the shit we at the ritz throwin ass in the lobby and shit
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Playaa Coming thru killing bout to body a bitch 
Now she singing all ma tracks like ladi dadi and shit 

Ma bitch jade a black belt like this karate and shit 
Buy ma bitche a new rari im just buying her shit 

See i throw that money all up in the air 
Like I had 40 inches in my muh fucken hair 

Blocking me goofy Nigga you know I ain’t neva care 
Take the fluffing out yo body call that bitch a care bear 
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40 inch hair yes he gone stare they duplicate but they cannot compare 

custom belt buckle from Karl Lagerfeld bitch im so pretty i swear its not fair 

anyways who the fuck they dissing? bitch jade. 

who they look up to? jade. 

lets call a spade a spade, like boom took her nigga yeah i’m stealing threw it back in the wraith im touching the ceiling 

big ole booty cream on the dick like its ashy this the 4th round it go down in the backseat 

painted the lamb yellow we everywhere like a taxi bitch ill make my nigga kill you and i bet he aint gone tax me 

standing on business im grown you steady singing my songs face top tier, money long, & the body is on 

pussy hoe bow to the throne her nigga giving me dome

 “i quit rap, i quit rap” 

hoe you still rockin fades left that in the 90’s she was down bad i guess she needed the 90

Ima fly away to a place no one could find me i walk in the club first my bitches behind me
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How u trynna get a piece 
And you treating me grimy

Get up on the track and slide 
This perfect ass timeing 

I ain’t battling no bitch that barely be rhyming 
Say she copping new designer 
You bitches stay lying!

I see Them owens neva came from my Nigga Rick 
They call me the top shoota 
I’m the first pick 

U wanna beef wit me 
but then You asking for a kiss 

Beat the diamonds out the sky 
Like my name was Chris 

I had to realize
Ho committing suicide 
I just need a nigga that’s gone call his self 
My ride or die 

Pull up on them niggas wit them glocks it’s really shoot or die 
Now
I’m bout to kill a bitch and put her in a suit and tie
I told these hoes that playaa coming wit body bags 

I’m bout to burn her in the oven where the toe tag 
I got the tunnel vision like my name was Kodak 

And if u thinking this the end bitch I got another gag!

PLAYAA & JADE-“ILLUSIONS”

LYRICS BELOW FA U💋

Hahaha
Bitch that shit was a ki 

Now that yo album flopping 
I see bitches trynna diss me 
I took a bar off to laugh 
Cause that shit is a ki 
These Hoes can’t even freestyle 
How u fucking wit me?

Like wait 

I put these pampers on my dawtas 
Go and sit it down 
U walking all in ma city 
Like this not  playaas town

U see they calling me fatha 
Cause bitch I wear the crown 
Claiming u paid 
But yo outfits come from lost and found 

Like no wait! 

These bitches teeth so yellow 
Faaatt bitch u need some Colgate🪥

Or mabey a waste Trainer 
To slimminn up yo waist 🏋🏾
 
Like how u get so big in the back 
At yo swole age 

Pull up to LA cause we can bang on gage 

U know if it’s a rap battle 
I’m not backing down 

MA bitch Kajo killed u
Layed yo big ass on the ground 

But I ain’t her 
Ima wanna do it round fa round 

And please don’t make a scene 🎬 
Cause we don’t hear a sound 

Now ima shimmy 
Shimmy shimmy 
Shimmy 
Shake a my ass 

I’m Shakeing all up in her face 
Like how u not throwing cash 

They call me playaa I’m the one ☝🏾 
Cause I do not come in last 

You gotta shimmy in yo seat 
to get yo big ass in class 🏫📚

You not tuna fish 
Open up ya legs and baby girl I might smell tuna fish 
Trynna bring me up like I won’t do you 
I’m ya tutor bitch 
They gone call me RODDY 
Give her fame like I was stupid RICH
We know you buying all yo streams 
Like who was STUPID BITCH!!
X2

FLOOR A BITCH

READ ALONG BELOW! 

I See Raheem wanna do it 
Lemme keep ma shit cute 

I drop a Song 
It’s doing better than yo album debute 
U trynna put a picture up 
Like gurl I’m looking at you!

Yo body getting bigger by the second gurl ain’t that the truth! 
This ain’t no game bitch 
Fat bitches always talking shit about the same shit 

Playaa do it different every time 
I’m on my lane switch 
How this bitch traveling 
u can’t fit on no plane bitch 

Like how u soaring in the sky 
Making the plane cry 
Always thinking bout me 
When you run up on me it’s like suicide 
Lemme save this bitch career 
Cause her album was supper dry 
7/10 like are u kidding me 
But did they lie 

Working at school as a sub 
You need a newer life 
You need to get a BBL 
And baby use a butchers knife 

Any bitch in any picture 
Gone Live a better life 
You wearing all that makeup 
U won’t be a wife 

Fat bitch got it twisted like a candy package 
Harder then a muthafucka gurl lay on yo back bitch 
How u got more ass up in the front then 
In the back bitch 
Ima get you every time we going tif fa tat bitch

Verse 2

Who the fuck this fat bitch thinking that she talking to 

Got these bitches stuck on me just like that Elmer’s school glue 
I aint Talking bout yo momma 
fuck that bitch cause I want you 
Paint yo face FA every class
 cause You a clown at every school 

Now 
Raheem baby u know u way to big fa me 
Trynna keep up wit me baby girl like that’s just blasphemy
If I call them niggas u know they gone wanna blast FA me 
Shake yo titties fat ass 
And u still ain’t get no cash from

Break her down to a molecule 
Like alchemy 
Teaching bitches how to do it 
Like we do academy’s 
Sinking to the ground and no it’s not because of gravity
Every-time u blow yo hot ass breath it’s a catastrophe

I write up on the beat I’m wiring a letter 
I don’t fw bitches always ranking theyself better 
Yo face is so black this hoe matching my leather 
Like gurl who u playing wit cause playaa do it better 

These bitches dissing me all for attention 
Her plates getting bigger I forgot to mention 
Like How u playing tennis girl? 
wit all of that tension
Yo body still bad gurl lay off the kitchen 

Like why u lien say u pretty then a muthafucka 

They like to look at me I’m skinny then a muthafucka 

Come on Raheem let’s just be real then a muthafuck 

See I just killed u on this beat just like I did the other 
Cause 
I don’t fw fat bitches always begging for a coin 
I don’t fuck wit fat bitches always trynna prove a point. 
I’m bout to drag her ass all the fuck the way to cedar point 
Lemme finish up my lyrics cause we getting to the point 

TAG YOUR IT FAT BOYYY

EMBEZZLEMENT

Lyrics Below💋

Now you ain’t no dancer
You ain’t even giving porn star 
Lacking all that sex Appel 
You can’t fit in no foreign car 
Make a album bout me 
We see playaa is a born star⭐️ 
I’m really galactic wit this shit 
I call it PLAYAA’s mars 
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Ain’t no Mona Lisa
Get this hoe a visa 
Go back to yo mama house cause bitch u know the lease up
Told the bitch that she not fucking wit me get cha cheese up 
Only playaa playing in they faces 
on they features 
believe ha
Kicking bitches out like my name Ronda rousey 
I don’t need no pickles on that sub cause u hoes talking about me 
Listen to ma songs and leave a like 
If u gone comment bout me 
Playaa on the rise 
I’m talking money 
Since u pocket watching BITCH 
I be swinging hard like bitch we in the batting cages 
Scoring 8 points on the board 
Playaa been the greatest!!
Stepping out in LA 
I won’t leave ma Niggas devastated
Sit up with the gang,We in a meeting 
Let’s deliberate it bitch 
We know yo mug aint neva heaven sent 
Album is on a deficit 
Looking at you bitches talking shit like you Irrelevant 
You not fucking wit the playaa bitch cause I’m the seventh sin 
Pull up wit my blade and gut you bitches 
That’s the difference 

*Hits wood*
take a hit on bitches 
Mamas get the spiting and slideing 
she can’t keep up wit us 
Pulling in the foreign 
The V8 push start come wit it 
Knocking bitches thinking they bigger 
Cause i go pass the limit 
Just let me know 
I’m like ivory we can squabble up 
Lil mama thinking she harder 
Let’s just keep it a buck 
U neva stood a chance again me 
I’ve already won 
I’ve got the crown
So nothing can neva doneee
WAIT——
U ma dawta son lee!
You could neva son me!
Lemme call up Shaun
I got ha gagging now she running 
I’m to kunty 
She Falling off the wall 
Like Dumpty 
Go head sit up boiled ass down 
And stop The fronting 
Claiming that u paid 
But yo body still to get done 
Everytime i Drop 
I got these bitches on that temple run 
Stay up in the booth 
Cause Me and my bitches just rap for fun 
Every diss u make 
It let me know that playaa is the one

13th THRONE

Lyrics below 🦇

(Control lyrics)
Kicked up with with my feet in the back if the maybach
Cant Challenge my throne these hoes better layback
I Just wanted the glory but then i became that
I got em all bent they got a case of the sway back

Im back on the prowl , no chance, hoes gotta face that
She gave her 2 cents no chance known for da payback

Tag im in no take backs 
Hoes gone obey that 
My pockets so gross what i gross these hoes is never gone make 

They feenin for problems and now they gone get it now alla you bitches done

Im Like Fuck being being cheery ho cereal killing you bitches is fucking fun

Gotta A crown to uphold
Im making them fold
Im in control
Jasiri control

Im back and im better den
Every bitch in the pen
Fuck a group indapend
Not wit da sentiments 
Niggas behind again
Ketchup like condiment
Pretty they opposite 
Siri too opulent

(Vania) lyrics
Stayed being patient now these bitches times up
They sayin im a dick and they hate the way i rise up
I live in romania, you will never find her (ha)
Im giving all these bitches business like my open sign up

(Chorus)
Im coming for the blood on these bitches
I Left my worst critic in some stiches( Vania)
No garlic leaving knot up on these bitches
No garlic cause im count dracs mistress

(Verse)
These bitches trash leave em on the floor guess im littering 
Im on they heads bitch treat em  im conditioning
Im putting bitches out they misery with quickening 
Im really sickening i leave em sniffling 

Man i been on top so long whats the point of battling
i toss my dough up in the air like italians

I got niggas pissed off, they hate me bitch
I got too many bars, like a bitch aint snitch

If im in it, then I win it, bitch i ball hard like erection
Not talking niall or the river going one direction
The money is direction, i hope that wasnt quiestioned
I could never let a bitch cross me, fuck pedestrians

Im not fucking with the fake shit so thats everybody
asked me whos a bitch fucking with me couldn’t name a bawdy

I got everything you want bitch with your mad ass
Its So hard to watch my back with my fat ass
I got all this cash
Too many money bags
You niggas punching bags
I send em running back

You bitches shit is trash
All i do is laugh
Foreign airports that i touchdown like a running back

I just keep finding shit to keep on fucking brag about
All i am is mr perfect what they mad about
Im the hot commodity im everything they chat about
Cant do anything without a bitch steady crashing out

Why these niggas backing out I thought they wanted war
Saw they friend get in the field now that bitch is a type of sore

Im not beefing with a bitch about a rich sport
You get the point lil bitch but you aint score

Like bitch im top of the top
That little bitch is a chop
You know chanel im gone cop
And i dont think im gone stop
Headliner like im mania
inflicting all that pain in ya
Im headed to the romania
Bitch im really vania

Control/Vania

Hook 

Got him feelin’ on my booty
Got some super good coochie
All the niggas wanna do me
Purse Loui, heelz Gucci
Pussy game cold, eat it with ya golds
I’m dat bitch & everybody know
I’m dat bitch & everybody know
I’m dat bitch & everybody know


Nova’s verse

That nigga said i smell like fruit, when i rolled up
I ain’t ever hungry, cause i’m always cookin’ hoes up
You ain’t trynna fuck, then i’ma call one of ya bros up
Hoes be irritating (ugh), lemme scrunch my nose up
Bratitude, dollface
I’m a doll, y’all ain’t
I’m a 10, y’all 8 
Uh, hollon, nawl wait
All you hoes zero’s
I’m the hood hero
Want da money, whether it’s in dollars, or in euros

13th THRONE

PLAYAA

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