LMAO IS IT A CHALLENGE FOR YOU TO GET IN A CHALLENGER

Bitch-Eater

“PLAYAA LYRICS”

Buy her a house and a car 
Get her a bottle 
Get her everything, get ha some more

Take a flight take her 
global cross over the world 

Let’s go dance &
NahGetwa 
She think she that girl 

Goofy bitches being chocolate and Bonilla swirl 

Makeing songs give it up u betta gone girl 

We seen yo mug 
I was scared 
Lemme fucking hurl 

I though it was a scene from purge 
featuring you girl 



Mmmm 



Pullled up in a Harley 
The 
Pussy punk firrari 

These diamond on my neck & they 
Chocking me like I’m sorry 

Bitches built up just like gibby I ain’t talking no I Carly 


And you though you was a angle 
We ain’t neva gone see Charlie 


Bitch still trynna spit that 

Hoe go take a nap 
Then wake up… 
Cause u don’t give that 

Stepping out on IG wit yo clothes giving Mitch match 

Shop on DH gate broke hoes you  need to quit that. 



Buy her a coat wit some fur  

Put the tea up in the cup u know we gone stir


Now she rolling just like ray 
Who tf say pur 

If we racing in a race bitch u gone be third 

All that yelling baby girl  u ain’t neva heard 

And u look just like that chunky Nigga big burr 

Tried to slide me on yo beat but I had to swerve 

Got me waiting all these tables lemme fucking serve 

YOU HXES👅

THAT’S SO PLAYAA

“It’s No Hard Feeling’s”-playaa
 “Stop The Chit Chat”-juku

PIERE & JUKU-“US PLAYIN ON HOES TIME”

LYRICS~
I see a bitch still mad 
That im pulling in a challenger 

Is it a challenge for you 
To get in the challenger 

I’m bout to give these hoes some work 
Cause I’m ya manager 

And I ain’t talking bout no pulled pork 
Sandwichaz 


Fat hoes! 


be rapping 
Like they got it 
But we know it’s nachos

They talking bout who picked me 
Up cause you ain’t got hoes 

And that’s the problem u ain’t got flows 

I Hit the bros 
And tell ‘em that I’m switch roles 


Substitutes be talking about them student loans 

Fat nigga sayin no bueno and can’t get A moan 

BBW body no bitch u just built wrong 

How they on yo ass 
And we know u can’t fit ha thong 


It’s playaa A 
How u the rocking when u hella lame 

U talking bout some numbers u ain’t in the hall of fame 

U was all up in my comments screaming playaa J 

Skin sagging to ground like a chicken wanG BITCH! 

PLAYAA!

PLAYAA-“DIFFERENT”

PIERE & BARBIE LISA “BE REAL”

Lyrics🥂

You can’t rap boy 
Realize it’s a wrap boy 
He my punching bag he my mf rap toy 
Desert dry on the beat they call you the chap boy 
Make a bitch tap dance like them fuckin tap boys 

Uh 
Well bitch I’m winning 
I’m wining 
My wrist is cold 
It be chilling 
Never striking 
Bitch I’m hitting 
Bitches just 
Shit I’m shitting 

Bitch think she the president 
I’m billing like I’m Clinton 
I’m pretty in real life 
I’m so tea 
Lemon squeeze 
With the Lipton 

This that born stunna flow 
Stone cold Steve Austin these hoes
I’m breaking im snapping 
I feeling like them sticks after they glow 
Toting poles like strippers hoe 
Socks is off go toe to toe 
They need to stop picking or imma give them what they looking for


I’m the one 
I’m too hard 
I’m the type you cannot chew lil bitch 
Fat hoe keep on dissing 
let her take a bite 
Leave her toothless 
No shoes and I’ll still boot this 
Anybeat I beat I’m bruising
Getting all these money bag 
No ari 
I’m just duck mc screwing  

Sign the bitch off like it’s her last supper 
Supper 
Yes bitch 
Her last supper 
Crazy on this shit like 
Nutty butter 
Hoe yu don’t serve it 
Just like a bulter 
Son ha 
run ha 
Black out 
Thunder 
Making pit stops on these bitches like I’m a trucker 
Show my ass like I was a mf plumber 
Overall hoe 
Overall motha 

Did yu forget I pressed yu before dumb bitch 
I been in the gym working out 
You not even placed in school bitch 
My bars are like kids 
trick yu cannot touch them silly rabbit 
What’s that last nigga 
Named yu fucked ? 
Grave digger Dillon bitch 

Cant hang like I was lynching 
Stay bared up like a bitch in prison 
I’m so hot 
cool me off 
like a stove on in a kitchen 
You ain’t balling  hoe yu benching
Kill cant rap bitch stick to dissing 
Genie plz come grant this bitch a wish
prodigy
I’m so good finger licking

Diva rising 
I’m the queen 
Studio killer 
Demolition

Ice cream wrist 
Gymnastics flipping 
Can’t take 
when a bitch 
Get vicious
Yes I’m changing it 
Pockets for pockets 
Bitch not weighing it 
Hoes love my songs 
Pregnant 
Craving it 
I spin yes spin 
I’m babe blading it 

When these bitches stand up I laugh 
These bitches jokes 
I’m on the beat blessing it 
like I was the fuckin pope

When I hop on this trash helpless song 
Bitch 
Now there’s hope
Diva are yu spearing these fat ass bitches ?
Hell fuckin No

Like to get more blues then lilo’s friend or I’m stitching 
A bitch is known from Cleaning dirt
 no Taylor I’m Swifting 
These bitches really do not rap 
Unless it’s presents on Christmas 
They need Jesus 
They need the Church 
I ain’t talking chicken 



She blows like them Harmonica 
Nicki m Lewinsky no Monica 
Throwing all these blows to hoes 
Hawaiian bitch punching her 
Bike life 
But I’m stunting 
Slap that bitch ain’t no discussion 
Like a phone loading with no wifi 
Bitch stop all that bluffing 


Pretty like lori 
When they rap they bore me 
I’m hard on this beat like I was horny 
Run down on a bitch like a camera man on Maury 
I don’t need no friends fat bitch this ain’t Barney

WAKEUP BOY!

The Girly- Denim Telfar (Remix)

༉‧₊˚.FENTY (feat. Daesja Monroe)

LYRICS:

i been really popping 
with no fandom

you shoot the bullet
& you missed 
now you a dead son

you better take yo ass to school 
cause you ain’t read nun

boy you better not get whacked 
by all these damn buns

i mean these damn puns 
niggas screaming “Redrum”

if they gotta problem 
I don’t know
cause they ain’t said nun

hold up let me check some
who you finna check huh
if i really want you 
i just gotta send a text huh



like ugh
i got niggas in & out of state
like ugh
I done dropped like 50 on a case
like ugh
then I go drop 50 on the face
like ugh
then i put all up in her face
like ugh


go & ask yo nigga how it taste
nevermind you can’t 
cause i never gave em a taste

im always super busy
you catch me up at the bank
& my mug is always on stank
& these bitches not in my rank


if there’s other Ken 
just know that im one of many

if i fuck yo nigga
I’ll say “it’s just outta pity”

quick to run a fade
you can get it like you liddy

before we have this fight 
you gotta drop & give me 50
BITCH!


(DROP & GIVE ME 50)


niggas better drop down
give me push ups

& when you done nigga 
ima need some sit ups

cause how you beating me
when you cant even get up

stealing aesthetics 
when my life dont even fit her

they know the winner
eat bitches for dinner

if i see you bitch
im going left
just like its tinder

like all yall is my ninajs
im yo father Splitter

all them bitches weak
she done finally met her ender

like yuh, 
i aint never heard about a bitch
she say she bad she better lelo 
just like she was Stich 

im looking at my richie
my richie, say that im rich
i dont give a fuck lil bitch
shake em off like its ticks


(DROP & GIVE ME 50)


…

PUSH UPS & SIT UPS (DROP & GIVE ME 50)

INTERIOR DESIGN

**Verse 1**  
Walls once bare, now adorned with your light,  
In the halls of my heart, you’ve brought life.  
Every corner, every space, filled with your grace,  
Like a painter’s masterpiece, you’ve left your trace.

**Pre-Chorus**  
You’re the color in my world, the sparkle in my eye,  
Transforming my soul, like stars in the sky.  

**Chorus**  
You’re my interior design, the art that aligns,  
where our hearts intertwine.

BOUNDARIES

INTERIOR DESIGN

CHILDS PLAY (Feat.La30)

I Got Bitches Making Song after Song About Me…Can You Say The Same🔝-FATHER

PLAYAA-“DIFFERENT”

PLAYAA

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