MIA BEYERN - CATCH ME IF U CAN!

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY @NIKO-RAIN

WRITTEN BY MIA BEYERN, SAINT NOELLE @sainty2k

[LYRICS]

CAN'T ANSWER THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,

IM KINDA BUSY

GOT ME RUSHING AROUND, OH BOY

YOU MAKE ME DIZZY

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I WANT, NO

BUT BOY, CAN WE, MAKE A

PIT STOP. QUICK REPAIR. OH BOY

WIND RUNNING THROUGH MY HAIR NOW

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

GOING FAST, WERE GOING FAST

AND I DON'T WANNA STOP NO MORE

ADRENALINE RIGHT TO MY CORE,

BLOOD PUMPING HEART ON THE FLOOR

OVERTAKE ME BABY,

HANDS ON THE WHEEL AND YOUR,

FOOT ON THE GAS OH,

IM UNSURPASSED

OH THE,

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE,

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

GOING SO FAST I WONT SLOW DOWN , OVERLAPPING

THIS TRACK NOS ON DEMAND, ENGINE

REVVING, IM READY (REVVING, READY)

LET'S KEEP MY HANDS STEADY (LET'S KEEP IT STEADY)

3 2 1 LETS LIGHT IT UP

I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT THESE RED LIGHTS WASTING MY TIME,

BOY YOU'RE STOPPING ME FROM CROSSING THE FINISH LINE

M P H , I AINT SLOWING DOWN

FEEL MY RAGE, I AINT BACKING OUT

BOY DONT YOU KNOW THAT I AINT MESSING WITH YOU

THESE COPS ARE ON MY CASE, NOW SIMMER DOWN

QUICK PREFACE: I DONT MESS AROUND

ILL GIVE YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO PROVE YOURSELF TO ME WHEN THE LIGHTS TURN GREEN

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST COAST SANDY TO PALETO

IM YOUR COMPETITION WRAP IT UP YOU KNOW IM WINNING NOW,

BOOSTER,

SMOKE

A LITTLE,

CAUGHT UP (DO YOU KNOW)

YOU'RE THE KEY, TO MY IGNITION BOY

FEEDING, MY AMBITION NO,

I MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND SAY BABY,

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LETS SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

OH WOAH, OH WOAH, OH WOAH .

CATCH ME IF U CAN! (PROD. NIKO RAIN)

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
EP Cover Art made by @lndxr
CONDOLENCES EP's powerful intro track clarifying Dalla's intentions.

Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My lips look plastic & glossy
I got the monogram murakami
Miss no meals like tamagotchi
I can wash you bitch, I’m a tsunami (UH)
Yeah I've been to jail, girl gone bad
Put your girlfriend in a body bag
See how much of your spare coin that she had
Better run my checks, not a free cab (HUH)
(Hook)
D A L L A, I do damage, I don’t come to play
X4 
[Verse 2]
Bitch you eating murder meals
While I’m eating CD’s
Your man might not hit you back, cause he’s here on his knees
And yeah CD’s, in 2022
And I’m a Wu-Chang bitch
Who the fuck are you?
I press vinyls, more than I press these hoes
And I made 50k, from pre-orders alone
Check, talent, check!
Beauty, check!
Fine as wine
You ain’t take me serious until I was signed
I got my pistol in the G, if you wanna test me
And baby I will not feat, unless you got 10K streams
Oh no these bitches don’t be seeing me
So they better get lasik though
I don’t want no fucking verses from a lazy hoe
(Hook)
D A L L A, I do damage, I don’t come to play
X4

Written by Noelle Ablisa, Karina Giselle
Produced by whatafuckingbitch, Noelle Ablisa

CONDOLENCES

DAMAGE

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
EP Cover Art made by @lndxr
Valentine gets into her sexual and romantic side for the third track of the CONDOLENCES EP introducing @zekehart

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Valentine Dalla]
Put it all in your face
You are gonna catch a case 
Stuck inside my deep maze
You are fucking with an ace
This kitty you’ll have to chase
Meow meow, down south it’s placed
Fuck me good, slow fast paced
Boom boom, can’t you feel the bass (ah)
[Verse 2: Zeke Hart]
Put your fucking hands up
Put your fucking hands
put your, put your fucking hands up
Zeke and Valentine, running this place
Kick drum 808's, there's no escape
Raised hell, yeah we crashed and flipped the landscape
Focus eyes on this beat, and feel the bass
See the stars out my big sunroof
Don't worry, you know this shit bulletproof
I've got two, maybe three wishes for you
Take you home, girl you don't need the VU
I can feel the breeze through my clothes
No chaser, damn I left the cuffs at home
It's all good, cuz you know you got the memo
Richard Fitzwell, that's my alter ego
[Hook: Zeke Hart]
You can touch my face
Fingers ripping off your lace
Backdoor, won't leave no trace
You know that I really want you
Taking off my shirt
You know, that I'm a flirt
It's so big, it fucking hurts
You know that I really want you
[Verse 3: Valentine Dalla]
Purge, purge, come in and purge
Internet down. their life is on verge
Bitch I’m spicy, more than cinnamon
Posh attitude, I’m a bad ass citizen
Stand up for my rights, yeah, fuck Miranda
Playboy bunny, I’m Amanda
You know your love is my fucking urge
No ménage à trois, these bitches need church
[Bridge: Valentine Dalla]
I’ve been waiting, for this moment
Power couple, make them nervous
They will never, understand this
Feeling inside, that we’re holding
[Verse 4: Valentine Dalla]
Pitchfork, and insert
Let me feel that big girth
Push me, pull my hair
Make this fat tight pussy squirt
Cuz you know when I want it, imma get it 
Rough and deep inside of me, no slit
Imma jump on your banana, do the split
Feed him cookie for breakfast, yeah that's my clit
Baby, baby, baby
Throat killer
Dance floor, MJ thriller
Got the lift, need no filler
Bounce back, like gorilla
Born skinny bitch, IG beauty filter
Never used faceapp, thrifting ugly chinchillas
I been, I been, I been
Ruh-running this place
You bitches be sweating, gotta lose some weight 
All these girls looking the same, Mary and Kate
I'm definitely unique, now I see why y'all hate
[Hook: Zeke Hart & Valentine Dalla]
You can touch my face
Fingers ripping off your lace
Backdoor, won't leave no trace
You know that I really want you
Taking off my shirt
You know, that I'm a flirt
It's so big, it fucking hurts
You know that I really want you

Written by Valentine Dalla, Ezekiel Hartenstein
Produced by MOMOW

WANT U (feat. Zeke Hart)

Celebrity (That's Me)

GIRLS RUNNIN THIS SHIT
YOU LAME ASS MEN TAKE A STEP BACK
HOW YOU GONNA FLEX ALL MONEY
WHEN YOU WORK 10 JOBS
YEAH I THINK ITS REALLY FUNNY

YEAH U RDY KNOW I TOOK A BAR OFF
JUST TO LAUGH
SHAKE A LITTLE ASS 
READY KNOW  I MAKE A LOT OF CASH
FLEXIN VFT AND THE BIMBOS
KNOW I GOT THEIR BACK
AINT NO TURNIN BACK

NOT THE TYPE OF GIRL TO RUB IN YOUR FACE
IF YOU WANT JUST ASK
ILL SIT ON FIRST BASE
MIGHT BUST IT DOWN 
LIKE MY SIS MISSY
BITCHES GOT A LOTTA PROBLEMS
WHY THEY SO PISSY

PRETTY TIGHT PUSSY
AND IT GRIPS
MIGHT FUCK AROUND
AND GO STRIP

GOT A PROBLEM
GO TURN UR ASS AROUND
CAUSE AINT NOTHING STOPPIN ME
LEMME TAKE MY CROWN

HERE WE GO AGAIN WITH THE SAME OLD SHIT
HAD TO CHANGE UP FOR THE FAME
YOU KNOW NOTHING STAYS THE SAME
STARTED WITH NOTHING
NOW I GOT SOME LOOSE CHANGE
MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND DO A LITTLE GANGBANG
A LITTLE GANGBANG BITCH, GET YOUR SELLS UP 
BITCH THAT'S WHY I HAD TO DO THE SWITCH
 
HAD TO CALL UP QUEEN LIZ ANYA
IN THE STU SMOKING ON THAT A1 GANJA
WE SET THE RULES OF THE GENRE
DRESSIN UP PRETTY LIKE A DOLL BARBIANA
SUGAR DADDY SENT ME 50K FOR A BBL
SEND HIM PICTURES 
PUSSY PUT HIM ASS UNDER SPELL
GAVE EM TOO MANY CHANCES NOW YOUR TIMES UP BITCH
LEMME PASS IT OVER TO THE REALEST QUEEN LIZ

YOU BITCHES BETTER COME CORRECT LIKE A FACT 
CAUSE I DIDN’T ASK YOUR OPINION
DON'T TALK TO AN OG THAT’S BEEN HERE 
WITHOUT ME, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE YOUR LITTLE FLOP CAREER 
RO BLOCK CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC
I’M DIFFERENT GOT THAT INDIE GIRL MAGIC 
I CAN DO EVERY SOUND I’M BUILT LIKE THAT
THEY ALL LOVE LIZZY FROM POP TO RAP
SEE WITH THEM HANDS
SO I BROUGHT A PEN AND PAPER 
TRYNA COP A COUPLE BANDS 
I AM MOTHER JUST LIKE NATURE 
THEY MY SONS OR THEY MY STANS
BITCH I’M SPICY JUST LIKE CINNAMON 
I ALWAYS DO THE MOST WHILE THESE BITCHES DO THE MINIMUM 
IF I DROP IT THEY COP IT THEY TAKE FROM ME CAUSE THEY COPIES 
A COUPLE HITS PLATINUM AND SHE AINT EVEN GO COPPER 
SHE WANNA TALK THE TALK SHE BETTER WALK THE WALK
THEY EITHER TALK SHIT OR HOP ON MY DICK LIKE APPA 
MY STYLE SO SICK IT SPREAD LIKE INFLUENZA 
YOU CAN HEAR MY INFLUENCE I’M AN INFLUENCER 
THINK YOU A BIG GIRL NOW YOU MOVED FROM CLAIRE’S TO ICING 
BUT YOU CAN’T TALK SHIT WHEN YOU GOT CASPER WRITING 
YOU NEED SOME MATERIAL I’LL PROVIDE IT
IF YOU HATING YOU MY FAN CAUSE YOU STAY DICK RIDING
YA TOO BUSY RIDING WHILE YOUR MUSIC SUCKING
WE CAN SEE THE LIZPRINT YOU BETTER GET TO TUCKING 
HA I MADE MY ENTRANCE BITCH IT’S MY ADDENDUM
GOTTA SLAY THE RAP GAME AND DO IT WITH A VENGEANCE 
OH, DOES OUR PRESENCE MAKE YOU OFFENDED 
IS THAT WHY EVERY SHOW YOU DON’T MISS ATTENDANCE? 
CAUSE WE GONNA COME CORRECT, AND COME WITH DIRECTNESS 
REALEST BITCHES IN THE GAME LIZ AND BRITTANY HENDRIX 

[BRIDGE]
STICK IT IN MY ASS LIKE YOU WANNA FUCK ME
DONT BE AFRAID JUST COME AND TOUCH ME
LETS GET DRUNK AND FUCK ALL NIGHT
DONT BE SHY COME TAKE A BITE

BRITTANY GOT THAT MILLION DOLLAR PUSSY
AND YOU KNOW ALL THE BOYS WANNA TOUCH IT
IT’S FIRE IN THE BOOTH ME AND BRITTANY GOT THE JUICE 
BITCH, WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE YOU BETTER NOT TALK SHIT 
YEAH, ALWAYS SERVING CUNT REPPING, WUCHANG BITCH YOU KNOW WE CAME TO STUNT 
THESE HOES ALL STRESSED THINK THEY NEED A BLUNT
NOW THEY PRESSED THEY IN THE BACK WHILE WE PLAY THE FRONT 

U WANT ROAD HEAD
ILL GIVE U ROAD HEAD
ME AND LIZ WILL FUCK EM UP AND PUSH EM TO THE EDGE
NASTY AND SLUTTY JUST HOW I LIKE IT
PRETTY ASS FACE READY KNOW THAT I GOT IT

YEAH I CAME STRAPPED LIKE IM TRYNA PEG
WHEN LIZZY IN THE BOOTY IMA MAKE EM SHAKE A LEG
THESE BOYS ALL OVER ME, ON THEIR KNEES I’LL MAKE EM BEG 
BUT THEY AINT EVER GONNA GET TO FERTILIZE MY EGG

WHO THE FUCK GON DO IT LIKE ME LIZ
MIGHT AS WELL GIVE THESE BITCHES A QUIZ
WHY THE FUCK THEY DO THE DASH THEN THEY SWITCH
GUESS THEY EXPERIENCE A REAL BIMBO PUSSY
TAKE A LITTLE TRIP THEN ILL SHOW U HOW IT IS
STUNTIN ON U BITCHES THEN IMA TELL IT HOW IT IS
NEVER GONNA SUGAR COAT SHIT IN MY LIFE
TRY ME HOE THEN ILL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF WITH A KNIFE

RUN IT (feat. Liz Anya)

Cover of April's Fool by April Fooze for the Wu-Chang Masquerade Event.

Lyrics: 
Bitch let's go
Time to show em how I roll
If you ain't drippin dollah's
Well then bro you gotta go
All these men out here sayin
"Naomi - she's f*cking cold"
But I'm just tryna build a Sugar Empire out of gold

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Rose bouquets, LFA's
Got a new daddy every day
Hunt em down easy like my prey
What can I say they want a taste
I'm good looking
I can tell your crushing
By the way that your blushing
Beware - I ain't down for cuffing
How's your account be lookin?
Cause this lovin it costs somethin
Don't let me catch you bluffing
Cause then you are good-for-nothing
Double hearts on my face
Corset - expensive lace
But let's get one thing straight
True love hidden behind some gates
Don't try it, not a bait
Bein baller is my fate
Drop your deposit late and I'm gon' leave without a trace

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Check it (c'mon now)
Only a fool would mess with me
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me

What?
There's nothin wrong
With wantin some
You're just a pawn
This isn't some love song

Don't hold your breath bitch
See ya lookin
It's not yo man I'm f*ckin
You're lookin for confession
All you're getting is a whoopin
Yuh, my profession
Its money that im stressin
The boys ain't gettin nothing
But the pictures that im blessin

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Only a fool would mess with me
(Naomi Scott yeah I'm a fuckin thot)
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
(I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top)
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me
(Cause if you even try it you gon' be Naomi's Fool)

Naomi's Fool - Naomi Scott (April Fooze Cover)

SEX DRIVE OUT EVERYWHERE: https://fanlink.to/SEXDRIVE

Making their return after spicy label drama between MDMR - BIMBOS comeback with their lead single 'SEX DRIVE' to their upcoming EP. The pop hit features Wu-Chang COO & Fellow artist 'P Money'.

Fun Fact: 'SEX DRIVE' will be the second song from BIMBOS to feature a COO - but the only song that has a COO that can fulfill his duties.

Mixed By @niko-rain

SEX DRIVE (feat. P Money)

Voyage is the summer love child of Zarina and Shannon delivered a little later than expected, but the girls still aim to deliver funkyness and fun during the fall season, claiming it to be an "Australian Summer Special". 
Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Lyrics by: Zarina Vega, Karina Giselle, Shannon Gucci

Lyrics:
[VERSE 1]
Isn't it hot cause of me?
I'll lick on the tip like ice cream,
Not vanilla, something more sweet,
You can fan me in this heat (ah)
Pink like lemonade,
he gon' need a taste,
Imma swallow all cuz I don't like to waste
Babe, whatchu say? Wanna have a trip on this vacay?

[PRE-CHORUS]
Yeah, you want a taste of my ice cream,
I see you lick your lips,
you wanna taste me, you wanna feel me~

Boy, I can give you everything you want
I know you ain't french but show me that croissant,
I'll do it in the right spot,
You'll be soft,
when you're with me your worries will all depart

[CHORUS]
Let's have some fun in this hot summer sun,
you and me, on the beach
Let's go find something to do,
maybe you and I can take a cruise cuz

I'm your voyage, let's go to the plaj
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
Voyage la la la, voyage la la la

[VERSE 2]
(3,2,1 go!)
Imma make you nut like coco
Imma take your seed let it grow grow
Imma do that shit fast, no slow mo
Cuz
Bend and snap into place,
tsunami, pussyquake
bitches better hide and evacuate
drippin' down your body babe,
spank me if I misbehave,
make that shit red and leave a mark that won't erase

[PRE-CHORUS]
We passed each other on the pier,
and then our hormones interfered~

Boy, you can come on my island
Show me your Bangkok like it's Thailand
You can take a dive in, jet make it private
We ain't friends with benefits, but you can slide it

[CHORUS]
Let's have some fun in this hot summer sun,
you and me, on the beach
Let's go find something to do,
maybe you and I can take a cruise cuz

I'm your voyage, let's go to the plaj
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
Voyage la la la, voyage la la la

[BRIDGE]
I want to,
feel you,
finish on my skin right now
Gotta my bathing suit on for you tonight,
get stuck in my hole cuz it's so damn tight,
can we just crash and burn just one more time?
Just one more time~

[CHORUS]
Let's have some fun in this hot summer sun,
you and me, on the beach
Let's go find something to do,
maybe you and I can take a cruise cuz

I'm your voyage, let's go to the plaj
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
I'm your voyage, let's go and take a splash
Voyage la la la, voyage la la la

[OUTRO]
S: Zarina, isn't summer already over?
Z: Well, technically... yea! But it has to be summer somewhere. Have you tried Australia maybe?

Voyage la la la!

(Thank you so much to everyone that helped me release the song and waited for it, even though it had a lenghty delay involved. More music coming soon, promise!)

Voyage (ft. Shannon Gucci)

Bitch
I’mma I’mma I’mma (Cunt)
Yeah, you know who the fuck I am
I better never get mistaken for a clone ass fan (Icon)
I got the glitz and glam
I press these boring ass bitches like a mammogram 
It’s getting a little bit ridiculous 
Just admit that you wanna be where Lizzy is 
Bitch my success is limitless
So when you study me do your due diligence (Bitch)

I’m getting shot the fuck, face on vogue, cosmo, bitch whats up? (I'm an idol)
You better shut the fuck up, you hating ass bitches front row, tryna shake sum
Why you mad, Why you mad 
Why your face stuck? 
You better learn how to act or ima say something 
Don’t play dumb
That’s cliche hun
We know where you come from
You my son

All eyes on us, well of course we’re the stars
It’s hard to reach us when we’re raising the bar 
Stepped in the room out of my supercar
You’re our spectator baby we are the art 
Ah na na na na na
I think that you already know who we are
Na na na na na na 
I think that you already know who we are

Noelle and Liz Anya, always on top yeah
First and best to ever do it, yeah we taught yah 
Headliners of the industry, that's L-I-Z, S-A-I-N-T
Up high in the sky we’re the stars, we’re the starlets 
New releases every season, sounding flawless
We’re unreachable, but that’s what make us targets
We’re your favorite artist’s favorite artists  
The ringtone, the wallpaper, even on they T-shirt
They wanna be like Lizzy cause they couldn’t get a feature 
How you gonna hold your pen against me with a limp wrist 
You bitches wish you could do it just like this 
Roll up in a drop top, gonna swerve make the car drift  
Too high speed cant see me, with the window tint 
These bitches love me, till they wanna go and do the switch  
That's right, I’m the motherfucking Lizprint!

All eyes on us, well of course we’re the stars
It’s hard to reach us when we’re raising the bar 
Stepped in the room out of my supercar
You’re our spectator baby we are the art 
Ah na na na na na
I think that you already know who we are
Na na na na na na 
I think that you already know who we are

Yeah it’s Lizzy and S-A-I-N-T
Yeah it’s Lizzy and S-A-I-N-T
Yeah it’s Lizzy and S-A-I-N-T
Yeah it’s Lizzy
Yeah it’s Lizzy 

All eyes on us, well of course we’re the stars
It’s hard to reach us when we’re raising the bar (The bar)
Stepped in the room out of my supercar
You’re our spectator baby we are the art (We are the art)
Ah na na na na na
I think that you already know who we are (Who we are)
Na na na na na na 
I think that you already know who we are

STAR (ft. Saint Noelle)

produced, mix, and mastered by @niko-rain

NIGHTFALL

Mixed by: @niko-rain
Featuring: @itschanceconnor
Track 3 of 4 from upcoming debut EP titled 'NINA VS. EVERYBODY'
Available to stream everywhere: linktr.ee/ninabankz71

Lyrics:

[NINA]
Need to be evicted out bitches heads (Got to move out)
Hoes talking crazy, I'll get the sledge (Killing you bitches)
Then push them right off a fucking ledge
Don't give a fuck if I break my pledge (Fuck EMS)
Tired ass bitches need to take a seat (Sit down)
Talk shit all day, even when I sleep (Pathetic bitch)
Win in every way, you don't compete (You not even number two)
You wanna be my son, not paying tuition
Don't do the sneak dissing, bitch get to wishing
They switch so quick, after all the ass kissing (Switch like what?)
Fans can't go a day without mentioning my name (Keep watching)
You hurt? Go to Crusade, and get some band-aids (Ouch)
Obsessed bitches stay in your lane, don't swerve
Fuck your boyfriend, don't want his ass, I curved
Busted ass hoes can't look like me, I'm well-preserved

[CHORUS: NINA & CEE$]
Off the top, I'll off your top
Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock
Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though
If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold
These hot headed hoes do the most
Heated every time I post, sneak diss
But when it's time to fight, that bitch
Turns to a fucking ghost, she don't know
What to do, did she say who's her crew?
I can meet them in a few and stomp
A bitch into her tomb
Stomp a bitch into his tomb with some Timbs on
And it's fuck your fam, no Windsong
I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood
Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu
Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz
Off your top right out the gate

[CEE$]
Drip so holy, they pray at my altar
Check yo ego, 'fore I leave you altered
Whether on a beat or literally you're getting beat
Until you're turning purple, like you out here repping Ballas
Don't know how to call it, Hakuna Matata
Meet your shorty at a club bang her, Carter
If you want to see my street side
It's so EeZy to get the green light
What a bunch of balderdash
When your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash
Pull up in a whip they turn and dip fast
Paranoia give a constant case of whiplash
Lately, I've been debating
Is it cash or attention you meant to pay me?
You're a fan in my mentions, it's getting crazy
Were you born trash? Are you Brenda's baby?

[CHORUS: NINA & CEE$]
Off the top, I'll off your top
Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock
Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though
If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold
These hot headed hoes do the most
Heated every time I post, sneak diss
But when it's time to fight, that bitch
Turns to a fucking ghost, she don't know
What to do, did she say who's her crew?
I can meet them in a few and stomp
A bitch into her tomb
Stomp a bitch into his tomb with some Timbs on
And it's fuck your fam, no Windsong
I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood
Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu
Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz
Off your top right out the gate

[NINA]
Checking many boxes off my hit list (Bodies on bodies)
Any room I stand in, I'm the sickest (The baddest)
Run me my money, send it all in a lump sum (Run it)
All these bitches Dodo's, the way that I run them (Fucking birds)
Snap a couple cute photos with the dropped ones
Wont post them, can't be seen with bums (Nuh, uh)

[CEE$]
Bums, bozos, but me? I've been dope
Labeled as bad, about my bag like Bimbos
Boy, you getting boo'd from the monsters
Ink on the page, please I'm putting on proper
And probably the reason you know me
Better hold your head high if you're in the nosebleeds

[NINA]
Bitches watching me from a cheap ass TV (Poor)
Failed dreams, thinking about what they could be (That's me)
Hot headed hoes mad they see me succeed (Look hoe)
Suck my big ass d, fucking bitch (Suck it)
Dumb ass hoe, I'll off your top

DAMAGE

Valentine Dalla

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