Inches (Lyrics) 🎀

(Verse 1)

femme,
but from the trenches

i spend a soundcloud rap 
bitch check on these inches

they need work? 
i’m giving bitches the business

i let you hit it don’t tell — witness. 

(Chorus)

on these inches
on these inches

spend a rap bitch 
check on these inches

on these inches
on these inches

just spent a rap bitch 
check on these inches

(Verse 2)

if he a big dick 
baller, big shot caller

then maybe he can pull 
my inches make me holler

designer fein, 
all this dior vintage

i stay around that snow white, christmas
cuz my niggas move work thru that tristate

bad bitch so sexy,
make boosie turn out gay

bitch you my baby 
but there is no due date

bitches dick suckers, 
they so into foreplay

um, times square & 
i strut in my inches

head to the bronx,
catch a bitch where them bricks is

no lollipops, but my 
niggas where them licks is

i need my cake in hand, fat kid!

so good he had to 
cum inside it, curfew

you bitches send 
weak shots like a nerf do

& bitch yo money short
put some pants on it

that bitch career is going 
down down boot, timberland on it

(Chorus) 2x

on these inches
on these inches

spend a rap bitch 
check on these inches

on these inches
on these inches

just spent a rap bitch 
check on these inches


(Verse 3)

rap bitch bandit
pussy pink, salmon

babysit his kids on my tongue
like sam and.. cat talk spanish

back talk? nan bitch
this just in (justin) 

like beiber (beaver)
damn (dam) bitch

oh girl my nigga keep the pole, 
but he ain’t never dancing

im too bad, long hair &
jimmy choos to step in

pretty girl with a temper
wrist game be on winter

interior, pimped her

you blacked?
i’m the lyncher

Inches

Rockstar Flow (2022)

Imaginary Bitch

NovaGalore - FUNERAL (2025)

11:29 (feat. The Girly) [2023]

WANT 2! (feat. Lee Veneta) [2024]

NovaGalore - Neva Lookin Bck (2025)

4MRE! (Feat. Tae Monroe)

The Girly’s Verse: 
Ho said she got a Fruity Pebble wrist, play Fruit Ninja on yo wrist, bitches
That mean off yourself, if you ain’t get it, bitches
You see, I’m unfuckwithable
I’m killin’ these bitches, but no, not literal
Rest of you bitches is pitiful, yah mean?
These bitches is food, like Dr., they Doomed
Yo nigga, he see me? He “Ahh”ing, he “Ooh”
D-Doll face, murder girls, I’m Jennifer Tilly
Oh, you ain’t know, ho? I’m a bully if bitches Amilli
Bitches must got a death wish, fuck a melee doing in a gunfight?
Just was acting like y’all wanted drama
Wait, now y’all bitches got stage fright?
New beat, who this? Like Jenner, bruise it, yes, I abuse it
He pray like Buddhist for pussy juices, go down nuke it
I want the fame, I’ll go insane
Blackin’ so much, they tryna wrap me in chains
Rappers, I’m bodying
Drive even crazier
I’m a deranged little bitch in a Range
Respect the tiara,

Ill holler tomorrow, Heux Hasta La vita, Puta 
Nova Galore’s Verse:
 (Boss)
BBYGIRL, I am your mother, might birth you a brother
(Boss)
And it ain’t no getting out, yo career stuck in the gutter
(Boss)
I walk in the spot, and these bitches start running for cover
(Boss)
I’m still making bitches suffer, I ain’t letting hoes recover
And I got them combs for that Shaun ho, wait ‘til I get hold of yo hair
Step up to the boss bitch, man, none of you bitches would dare
I’m down to compete, but we cannot compare
I’m still queenin’, still ain’t found me no heir
It’s war with these bitches, and Nova declared
It’s too many bitches that Nova done spared
Different type of money
You on a different type of broke
Any of you bitches say Nova
Know that you next to get smoked (Ow!)
I just be laughing to the bank
I’m cracking different kind of jokes
I keep a heel to they throat
Bitch, I’m causing different kind of chokes ya know

Murder Scene (feat. The Girly & NovaGalore)

Summer Walker- FMT

Lyrics:

Double C full of cheese, this that Provolone
High heels & shoppin’ sprees, that’s what Girly on
Like they ignored the phone call, better watch they tone
Y-You know these hoes can’t stay away, shit, I’m better than dope
Got stripper bitches shakin’, me & you ain’t adjacent
On top like ceilings, while these bitches rappin’ in they basement
Leave bitches on the pavement
A legend in the makin’, I’m gon’ need ‘bout a milli if they want me signed like vagrants
G-Got Owens on my tippies
Diamonds stuck up, they bitchy
Might cop some more of these, since these bitches said I’m “Ricky”
Off the drugs, lil’ nigga, I’m out of love
Heart cold, bad bitch, yeah, I’m hella numb
Yah mean?

Yo, Trench, heard hese bitches wanna problem now 40 Caliber, putting bitches
in the coffin, ow, know gotta hurt
Since I came in, bitches fading out 
Bitch, I go bezerk
In Neiman Marcus, I be tweaking out
Lisa blast the clip
Intersex, it got a dick 
Black Griselda, so much money now think I’m moving bricks
Ain’t no rap bitch dead, alive on track can give me shit
On instrumentals beating bitches, Barbie feel like Michael Vick
My niggas squeeze the blick ‘til you see the veins
Tearing through the bitches, massacre, splatter bitches brains
Man, how dare these bitches ever think me and them the same?
OG Barbie-Doll, that other bitch giving Curtis Payne, yeah, uh

C-Cost ‘bout a stack for all this weave, can’t fuck with cheap hoes
Wish they could do it how I do it, they want the cheat code
Just like the hair on bitches heads, y’all don’t belong
I told that bitch, “Spit shine my crown, & then be gone”
I been solidified, bitch, you know I’m too official
But ask yourself, if you leave, would they really miss you?
How the fuck they comin’ for me, startin’ to think gay niggas straight
Yeah, they call me Mrs. Blatt, let that choppa hit yo face, nigga
Fuck out my face, nigga
Unless you payin’, nigga
A healthy diet, but my pockets out of shape, nigga
It’s only one of me, so never mind my wannabes
The baddest bitch out all you hoes, who gone disagree, bitches?

Imaginary Bitch

Lil ZaZa