THEE RUN UP BITCH LYRICS 💋:

(You hoes know what the fucking vibes is)

i get the money get a bag then i do the dash, bitches hating on me cause i make they nigga nut fast.

i put a ski on and you bitches know that it’s demon time, bitches hit my line, do a crime ian doing time.

i get a beat and then i’m quick to bring the heat, that nigga bitch so trash i’m what he really wanna eat. 

i’m quick to get a pin and write a bitch up like a novel, bitches giving lower shelf, i’m steady giving top bottle.

a doll face, even wit no fucking make up on, yo nigga ken to my barbie, know that nigga gone. you hoes a game i’m the king you my fucking pawn, bitches act like pests, you a weed time to mow the lawn.

steady cooking all these bitches wanna beef, taking all they niggas you can call my ass a thief. 

 a spicy bitch but i got him thinking imma treat, these bitches copying my style but you know they can’t compete.

i step in any room and i got every bitch froze, the ice up on my neck, got you sniffing, wipe yo nose. they wonder what’s my secret, ask yo nigga, bet he know, but ian fucking wit no dh nigga he just for the hoes(muah).

like evil twin you know i’m giving out smoke, ya life a joke, pockets broke, and ya doing coke.

 i’m new to this how i’m better than you already, i’m a young fly bitch and you bitches looking sweaty.
 
you looking shitty but i’m giving top tier, no other bitch up on my level bitch drop a tear. bum bitches talking shit i feel it in my ear, but when i find out who was talking bet these bitches having fear.

the coldest hot girl bitches really blowing me, yo nigga wit the bitches inna back tryna blow on me. the hardest in the city ain’t no nigga showing it, been giving me little why tf would i be wanting it.

i’m bossed up and i’m turning up the flame ho, i got em so obsessed wimme they luv to say the name ho. a wild card these niggas wanna try to tame ho, but bitches cannot step to me cause checking ain’t the game tho.

i’m heating up i’m on you rapping bitches ass, you can’t compete imma elite different class. that nigga left you cause yo ass stiff like some plastic, you hoes delusional granny rolling in ha casket.

Thee Run Up Bitch (freestyle)

HIGH CLASS LYRICS❄️:

high class high ass, with a big bag, a top model, coke bottle, walking wit a woddle.

i smoke bitches and yo nigga giving me da gas, i’m back up on the scene and bitches know i’m on they ass.

i walk through stepping bitches wit the louie v’s, ha nigga finna bow down and eat it onna knees. i flash the wrist and now these bitches wanna say cheese, my body hot(hah), neck cold, call it flash freeze.

my flow sick and these bitches know i’m i’ll wit it, my bars so cold and these bitches can’t deal wit it. mercenary wit da rhymes any beat bitch i’m killin it, my page a stolk the way they jacking for my skill and shi.

i’m heating up but bitch it’s really automatic,  bitches putting up a act but know i aint for all dramatics. me and you is not da same i keep my movements more erratic. i’m ms.electro the way i’m giving bitches all the static.

i stay cashy, walk flashy, wit a rocking body, i step through and burn bitches imma fucking hottie.

a bitty bitch and the body on 10, i write the lyrics cant nobody push my fucking pin. 

i look good irl you can’t fuck wit it, yo nigga having fantasies cause he loving it.

yo career a edge imma fade bitch i’m cutting it, lil bitch that’s just a dick not a pussy hoe you tucking it.

they watch the page and like the story, my fanatic,can’t catch the beat, they gotta wheeze, bitches really asthmatic.

the top pick, ain’t gotta ask, bitches know me, tell ya bitch to grab sum skis cause on the neck it’s raining snowy.

i talk big, step big, cause i back it up, i’m taking spots movin bitches tell em pack it up. i’m knocking bitches heads boutta catch anotha dub, she move up out my way knowing wtf is up.

you know my bars hot so i gotta splash hoes, but ian cuffed so a nigga gotta pass those. like i keep a cold neck you know the shit froze, if it’s a nigga or the bag the money what i chose.
 
(hook again)

High Class

ON BLAST LYRICS:

i told the nigga beat it when he say he rich and bust a move, i told the nigga eat it when i’m finna grine he in the mood. ya nigga wanna see it, pay the fee to get some of the nudes, but first he gotta treat, take me on a date and get the food.

all these bitches copy when i fucking post up wit a new fit, all these bitches watch me when i’m finna pop out wit sun new dick. ya man stay stalking, all up in my page and in the recents, he just keep calling, talkin bout the package and it’s pretence.

throw dat, ass, for dat, cash, making bitches mad cause i’m making money fast. put these, bitches, on blast, he bussing like a rocket and that nigga can’t last.

light a bitch up no match ho, but i got the macs tho, talk behind my back cause these bitches really fake faux. riding onna beat cause you knowing imma skate pro, if i told the nigga do it he gon do it ion take no.

ugh, ugh, ugh, tik tok bitch, taking bitches one on one and leave a knot bitch. ian stopping wit this shit until i get rich, started making money now all dese bitches wanna quick switch.

i say fuck em if they hating cut em off, i took a step up out my shell cause ian neva gave soft. if i suck it wit the lips he ain’t soft and it’s glossed, gotchu bitches feeling dizzy onna beat you looking lost.

the pussy got flavor and yo nigga inna sauce, it’s neva one of me wit the twin uno dos, a real top tier bitch and they know i been the boss, since you praying on my downfall bitch get a cross.

i’m back to beating bitches and i’m neva letting up, you can get hit wit this fire onna beat i’m burning up. like i’m cardi wit his dick, if it’s up then it’s stuck, i’m really rinsing bitches cause they pussy really washed up.

you a dog and i been a dog walker, put it onna nigga once ever since he been a stalker. i stay cool stay calm cause my fist real talkers, lemme catch you in dese streets and yo chin imma rocker.

he want a bad bitch i gotta be the sugar baby, i’m too cute and petite gotta be the lady. i’m steady shining on you bitches, hoes real shady, my music beating bitches chris breezy going crazy.

i’m pretty as the fuck shoutout kari bitch been cocky, i’m sayin i’m that bitch cause yo nigga been a doggy. i’m thinking she a printer the way hoes steady tryna copy, he wanna try my twin tell him leap if he feeling froggy.

On Blast!

I had to remix this song cause this my SHIT🤩 but more music otw😘💞

HOTTIE (RMX) LYRICS:

VERSE #1
imma hottie wit a body but my lyrics keep it cold, i throw this ass up inna circle what yo nigga wanna hold. A model body and it’s shining and these niggas two timing, in these streets ion answer if he calling i’m declining.

pussy wet just like a ocean think you need to bring a vest, you talking shit i get my killers play it safe what i suggest. you old bitches look a mess and yo nigga is obsessed, my fit drip is really better and it’s wetter than the best.

i’m stepping on these bitches necks feet bloody no mary, the double d’s inna ass and it’s looking like cherries. A bad bitch i am very and this pussy legendary, you talk reckless but you stand there bitches giving me scary.


VERSE #2
The top tier main bitch i can never be passed, i breeze beats shit on em easy then they doing the dash. And no i’m not a prostitute but nigga show me the cash, he gave me head i feel asleep a 1/10 it was trash.

A thick bitch shake that ass drop it low and pop it fast, you bum bitches stay low while my bitches high class. She beat me bitch delusional bitch on dat gas, but if i give you this smoke then yo ass gon be grass.

A time bomb going tick tick boom, you wack bitches keep on talking imma put you inna tomb. They keep it mute when a hottie is the coldest inna room, she got her makeup and her hair done, switch the costume BITCH.

Hottie (rmx)

KEEP UP LYRICS🏃🏽💨:

turn me up, got these niggas tryna feel me up, 
bitches try to run up onna squad they get dided up. meltdown, you know a bitch ain’t gotta heat it up, nigga acting slow wit the dick tell him speed it up.

can’t play a bitch, if it ain’t nun that ian call for, 
the number one uno wit the cards tell him draw four. the icon, the focus of these bitches they already adore, 
bitches passing me the ball so i’m laying and making a score.

bitches know that i’m on go they gotta catch me at the red light, 
niggas stay all on my body cause they stuck up and my pants tight. 
The fits stay too fly, to high, been caught me a flight, bitches thinking i’m applying that pressure but its sun that’s slight.

stay walking stay stalking any bitch ain’t fucking wimme,
 aint gotta front i spend bands make bags wit the double c’s. 
pussy taste like honey and niggas rumbling for it like bees, 
put me on the antarctic and i turn up a 100 degrees.

top 10 top 5 top 2 nah i’m taking the one, 
aint no need for competition when i’m already knowing i won. 
one of a kind, bad bitch, top tier can’t compare me to nun, 
a bitch been a superstar and im steady out shining the sun.

if i’m steady out shining then i’m going super nova, only time he get it wet is when he bend this ass over. dark knight when i ride inna black range rover, 
i’m on a leprechaun lucky as a four leaf clover.

you know my milk shake shake and bring the boys to the yard, 
said he want extra cream cause the dick on hard. 
and ian playin wit a nigga less he finna swipe a card, gotta keep my pussy tight, body right, bag large.

strapped up masked up lemme know the task, 
gotta hunnid onna dash and his foot on that gas. 
gotta hand onna wheel and the other on my ass, 
and the head to wild but a bitch ain’t gon crash.

you know i pop it like a cork and i’m fine as wine, 
all these niggas on my line but i press decline. 
a mirror onna wall told me that i been too fine, 
a new lane i’m out the box of what y’all can’t define. 

you know i been THEEVIBE so tht mean i been a bad bitch, 
pockets stay full ya girl can't be broke and average. 

you catch L’s but i’m steady catching W’s, 
i stay the #1 cause ian satisfied wit #2, BITCH.

Keep Up

Fly shi lyrics:
im in sum fly shi, fly bitch, neva gave a side bitch, 
nigga show them racks if you up to speed wit my pitch. 
nigga think he running game and ian talking bout up on a switch, 
but i post up wit sun fits and they hits ion neva miss (2x)

i been fly neva landing i need 100 racks too, 
telling me i’m pretty boy don’t tell me what i been knew. my pussy like a pill to a addict bitch i know he been rue, and this rap shit what i’m eating know it’s easy ian gotta chew.

all my diamonds glisten vvs’s with some big static, 
arctic breeze inna south wrist froze cold patek.
i step hard got em watching like a movie cinematic, 
im bipolar wit the fits make the weather climatic.

flewed out i’m in the tokyo, skin smooth all wit the glow, if you got a problem we can solve it hoe just let me know. nigga want head i need the bread put the racks onna bed when i’m done he gon really need a med.

see my walk real cute and my body gon body, 
i’m tryna get real rich and ion need me a roddy. 
i do me and bitches mad so bitch i made it a hobby, 
so don’t try me, cause bitches copy and i beat em like hockey.

im in sum fly shi, fly bitch, neva gave a side bitch, 
nigga show them racks if you up to speed wit my pitch. nigga think he running game and ian talking bout up on a switch, 
but i post up wit sun fits and they hits ion neva miss (2x)

Fly Shi

Money (feat. NovaGalore)

(TheeVibe’s verse)
send a stack for this ass watch me throw it back,
them other hoes can’t compete pussy dope on crack.
big benz through the wind ride in all black,
do a touchdown in dis pussy finna call dak.

i keep it cool keep it low they ain’t gotta know,
I post a pic and i bet the nigga dick grow.
my music puffing wit the smoke and it’s finna blow,
ya nigga wanna eat on my cookie but he ain’t got the dough.

i play ya nigga like a toy;he on my joystick,
always on my page;always riding my dick.
take a quick pic for the haters make em queezy,
write a quick song like tae; bitch easy

money bring rats so it’s looking real cheesy,
take my money from me and i’ll beat you like breezy.
hoes getting slow and built sloppy just sleazy,
me and him body to body and ian dreezy.

(HOOK)
all my bitches get money
 all my bitches get money,
all you bitches sweet honey,
always tryna smile bitch ain’t shit funny.

all my bitches get money,
all my bitches get money,
all you bitches sweet honey,
always tryna smile bitch ain’t shit funny.

(NovaGalore’s Verse)
fresh white toes, got the baguettes on my neck
you see a chick like me in public, betta speak w/ respect
if you gone diss me dirty bitch, you should be more direct
im motha but i do not claim her ass like child neglect

bitch my body sit so pretty booty sit up like some tiddies
ian even frm dallas but im the baddest in the city
im poochin innis party w/ my girls, we finna get litty
& if this fagget bitch keep dissing, ima slap this ho silly

see im so pretty, im better than these bitches
fuck ya ex-girlfriends, my pussy better than them bitches wetter than them bitches
they dissed me so its pressure w/ them bitches
cut ya otha hoes off, they washed up like some dishes

M.O.N.E.Y my world revolve around it
iam the #1 chick, no otha way around it

this pussy, he finna pound it
so wet, it got em drowning
i need money at all times, no i can’t live without it
being broke, i will not allow it

(hook again)
all my bitches get money, yea
all my bitches get money, ugh
all you bitches sweet honey, yea
always tryna smile bitch ain't shit funny.

all my bitches get money, yea
all my bitches get money, huh
all you bitches sweet honey, yea
always tryna smile bitch ain't shit funny.

Money (feat. NovaGalore)

NEW ATTIRE LYRICS:

(HOOK)
yo,
i ride up in that new attire, bitches coochie burn on fire,
i gotta puff up on a bitch wit that pressure i’m the supplier.
he said i suck up on it like it’s a baby lil pacifier,
i got him stalking me going so crazy i’m his desire. (2x)

(VERSE 1)
he wanna trade but ian easy i’m finna run game on you nigga,
he pulled up inna maserati wit the racks and my ass got bigga.
hair blowing in the wind shades on and i’m drinking that liquor,
we contemplating the position missionary what i consider.

he got my legs up onna headboard, pack hoes i’m the land lord,
you in the dm’s wit no money boy don’t try to get what you can’t afford.

A kuntboy and that’s 2x, tryna rap but you can’t rhyme,
steady hanging wit the boss lady and we bad bitches that’s full-time.

net worth onna scale and i bet you i’m the bigger person,
i gotta snatched body waist and you clearly bigger up in person.
he steady beating up the pussy the way it’s purring bet it’s persian,
booty sitting real pretty and like megan don’t need a surgeon.

(HOOK AGAIN)
i ride up in that new attire, bitches coochie burn on fire,
i gotta puff up on a bitch wit that pressure i’m the supplier.
he said i suck up on it like it’s a baby lil pacifier,
i got him stalking me going so crazy i’m his desire. (2x)

(VERSE 2)
scrolling on my gram, saying damn, spam liking my pictures,
all up in my guts, going nuts, stirring me like a mixture.
gon be at these shows, and these hoes, reciting like a scripture,

when we talk they say ma’am yea they know to give my respect,

i gave these bitches all they style and now it’s time to collect,
they think a bitch ain’t really bold but what i said is correct.
and if i beat that bitch ass then what you really expect,
and when we fuck he going deep so that we really connect.

(LAST HOOK)
i ride up in that new attire, bitches coochie burn on fire,
i gotta puff up on a bitch wit that pressure i’m the supplier.
he said i suck up on it like it’s a baby lil pacifier,
i got him stalking me going so crazy i’m his desire.

New Attire

HEYY to all my gworls thts stuck wimme through dis break and ofcc im comin back wit WAYYY more this year so make sure yall tune in !!! This was sum just to simply get yall goin and know the empress is back onna prowl😉Tysmm to all my supporters and the next drop comin WEDNESDAY JANUARY 10TH💖💖💖

lyrics below:

BACK IN🧏🏾‍♀️
keep shit cool and keep it P aint gotta do shit tht aint called for,
nah fuck dat im da one dese bitches called for,
the numba one, uno, neva gotta draw four,
The top tier bitch but neva walk on all fours.

been chillin wit my bitches, gettin money, cutesy life,
but missed the knocking bitches heads and the musey life.
you on my site and stalkin me but said it was on sight,
they throwin shade in 3,2,1 cause i done took they light.

but i pop my shit anyways cs a bitch aint neva gon touch me,
been knew dat, 
and i know you been mad cs a bitch stay pretty, the hair stay done,
and the ass be fat

and i dont compare where you compete cause thts expected,
me and my bitches we gag the set and you disect it,

he smell tht FF on my body and he erected,
he smell tht doo doo on you bitch n you rejected.
im steady coping cc bags like they arrested,
how you a pick me ass bitch but not selected.

im like a tiger and these beats be the trolley,
ridin onnem ass sittin and its like we inna ferrari,
inna club wit my bitches shakin ass off tht bacardi,
and when dese raps hit like da latto bitches knowin issa party.

skin smooth and chocolate brown, where my golden ticket,
big ole booty soft like cotton tell dat nigga pick it,
turn yo song on and no comments yea lil bitch dats crickets,
cast a spell cs im his witch and know dis shit get wicked.

CEO and i endorsed you, showed you how to be a fagget,
bitches tryna be future, you aint pluto, and you not a planet.
you a lil ho, you a scary bitch, you was neva real, you been a maggot.
quick actin like i wont pop yo shit cs you not janet.

cant stop me cs im inna mode word to quick taste,
cant drop a bag on fly shi yea fuck niggas get replaced,
he a doughboy and creamer so come gimme dat thick paste,
workout onna dick yea dats my secret to a slim waist.

real bitches knew dat tho, me and nova pole,
swae, lee, and mez do dey thang wit dey private show,
body pressure onna mill and my heart not on my sleeve it stay down below,
lemme get ms.milli cause you know we gotta keep a flo,

i suck it real good famous in my real hood,
onnis bidness where i stand cs past tense is where i stood,
these bitches not bar-lingual so wht im sayin get misunderstood,
they treat me like a jenie cs i swear these bitches wish they could.

yea and they know im back in better tap in,
thts tht new vibe, blow the trumpets, empress back in,
bitches in awe, bloody nose, get a napkin,
like tina snow im real hard aint no slackin.

Back In

This sum new and hope yall enjoy😚💖LYRICS⬇️

EXTRAAA
Yo,
hand me my fur and high heels im tippin through the function,
i getcha titties jumpin, my music wht they bumpin

i chew dese bitches everytime cause im so extraaa,
then turn around and do it twice im ambidextrous.

cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
the body natural givin plastic not the texture.
cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
cant spend tht coin fa me then nigga i cant text ya.

flyer den a g6, chocolate like a resse,
im the MC touch this you cant see dis.
keep up no recess, copy no success,
fuckin on my ex de-stress wit a dick press

flex only when a bitch outta place onnem,
you outdated like yo car wit no plates onnem,
symbolic to my daughters and i been the totem,
use my lyrics like a script and i bet they quotem.

still fuck wit my new attire,
bitches been strange cut em off will buyer,
my minis inspired, im still his desire,
bitch im the empress address me as sire.

pop it off like some press on sets yea i said it,
bitches in my debt but they neva givin credit.
buns smooth like butter and ya man wanna spread it,
man im so extra extraa.. go press it.

Yo,
hand me my fur and high heels im tippin through the function,
i getcha titties jumpin, my music wht they bumpin

i chew dese bitches everytime cause im so extraaa,
then turn around and do it twice im ambidextrous.

cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
the body natural givin plastic not the texture.
cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
cant spend tht coin fa me then nigga i cant text ya. 

watch me whine onnem, grind onnem, dine onnem, when i ride i design onnem,
when i fuck wit a nigga it’ll get real physical imma get all stein onnem

cant play wimme no controlla,
shittin on you hoes but i got no odor,
skatin onna beat ion even need rollers,
shadin but the bitch bout 10 years older.

showed up just panties and a coat,
bend down to my knees make a nigga wanna float,
bitches really been a sheep and they neva been a goat,
know me cs i spit wht i write no ghost.

and we dont correlate i got 1 to yo mountain of bodies,
i say dat cause you fuck as a hobby
you talkin but still the miss little go copy.
put a date on it word to yo gotti.

hand me my fur and high heels im tippin through the function,
i getcha titties jumpin, my music wht they bumpin

i chew dese bitches everytime cause im so extraaa,
then turn around and do it twice im ambidextrous.

cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
the body natural givin plastic not the texture.
cause im so extra (i am), cause im so extra (i am),
cant spend tht coin fa me then nigga i cant text ya. 

(extraaa, extraaa, when i chew em, minty fresh, extraaa,)
(extraaa, extraaa, im so mouthafuckin extra.)

EXTRA

stream “ EXTRA” dat New New💋
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Yk The Vibes Ho

THEEVIBE

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