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Viixen The Assassin vs. Fiirst Ladii Flamez
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I promise to bring the best out you and then knock the rest out you And this the truth too Cause if I'm nobody, I'm definitely not somebody you can afford to lose to Plus, if you try me in this b*t*h, I'ma shoot you No jokin' All they'll hear is "n***a"s droppin' out of nowhere; Hulk Hogan Ain't no hotbox in the whip, which for you simps, just means it's lit for whatever whip Viix' (Vic) rolls in Turn that motherf**kin' C.I. to a Capri Sun And just keep squeezin' until it's folded I was wrecking havoc back when I was half assin' You really f**ked up lettin' me focus in Cause this that "right before a p*ss test" stress Like, you can catch a contact at best but tonight you ain't smokin' sh*t Now let's be real for a minute Viix' How in the f**k are you an Assassin'? Yeah you done hit a lot of n***as And that body count vicious But that's a different course of action And the name is self proclaimed, I can't stand when people do that sh*t It's like a kid doin' that dumb ass bridge and just calling it a backflip See, I'm Fiirst Ladii Flamez No matter whatever role I played they know that fits And I was the first to get live on the set when called to action I'm far from religious But made it through Hell so I believe in both sides And I hit licks, I don't turn tricks, I got too much pride 'Tis the season for trigger squeezin', I need all when I ride Now you decide; give it to me or be given to God I lost my mother and my mind, same time and date So my thrill to kill? Skyrocket, I got impeccable rates Then my brother died, I had to plant my feet and adjust my pace Cause his first prize was a bullet and he wasn't even tryin' to race So now now of you b*t*hes are safe Take that exactly how it sounds sis' Cause if 12 ain't hoppin' out it, I don't give a f**k about a Crown Viix' (Vic) But I get why it mean so much to you though And it ain't even that crazy It had to suck, to f**k for fame and never actually make it Just get Vicki with dead DNA, right back to the basics And I don't really like to explain sh*t so I'ma make this quick I'm from southside, big Brim, came up off of jackin' and sh*t Not off, Jakk and his clique or jackin' his sh*t Rode my own wave, ain't never been nowhere, jackin' his sh*t And I've been bangin', since 13, b*t*h I brung Jakk in this sh*t Richmond f**k outta here {Viixen walks over to Babs} Let me speak to yo' manager Let me speak to yo' manager Okay Somebody doin' the most I feel like y'all done put me on Caffeine to stunt my growth What is this bro? I ain't here to brag on my name But I told y'all I was done battlin' lames I'm ready to break who in control, like I'm mad at the game This sad in a way This really who y'all wanna sacrifice today? Cool African ritual; I'm 'bout to dance around flames (Flamez) When they said ya name, I almost said, "That's a dub." With that DNA test I was 100%, the f**k makes you think I'm not a match for Blood? Is you dumb? Didn't you see how I put the last n***a in the dirt? Now it's like I caught my boyfriend cheatin', I'm 'bout to put flames (Flamez) on a shirt They call me for the work, I get the job done Clutch the blade, insurance claim, I get paid once this go up in flames (Flamez) You f**kin' lame You ain't enough for me or touchin' me She accepted the battle Til I started punchin', now she duckin' me I'll finish it, with the baby; joint custody What's even worse is, you really feel like you can f**k wit' me So I ain't come to play, gun'll spray Headshot, blow it off, like, "I'll do it another day." What they gon' say? I shouldn't never of took you after DNA? They right b*t*h But Christmas next month...and my kids like nice sh*t I'm here for the bag, the fans and to show I'm above ya When this vixen (Viixen) walk in the room...all eyes on me motherf**ka! But it's really some people that love her They said you the female JC, so now I gotta see the pen I'll break you down, in every way possible for me to win Empty the clip, won't stop shootin' 'til I see the end Then spin the block, JC for Chris Stokes, 'It's Me Again' Fiirst Ladii I'm here to serve ya I'm dressed to cater Fiirst Ladii? I'm an Assassin, I shoot first and ask questions later I'm not shootin' once, I'm not shootin' twice, she gettin' the full clip Everything in flames (Flamez)...I ain't in for no bullsh*t You a fool b*t*h You think I'm worried 'bout your street ties? You can't say I'm not from a hood, I still swing by I done seen so much sh*t I got pink eye When we slide, it's guns up how we ride Clip flip like a cassette tape, it got a B side Or get split up with the Tre, like Ricky before he died No lie We can put the guns up With these I'll f**k you up You think you tough? She finna lie I don't know if I can beat you to death but I'm finna try Bob/weave, read the punch, it's not memorized Then beat yo' ass Just thinkin' 'bout that battle, it got me energized Listen, they said I need to come today how I did vers' DNA But you not DNA, that's aggravatin' They said, "Viixen, don't get too big headed." f**k that, y'all want the Jaz or Casey? I should be in everybody top 5, I'm the best b*t*h That's why she aimin' for the spot You said I was stuck at mid-tier, right? Right Baow So just know that I'm aimin' for the top Rap b*t*h! I'm not watchin' no f**kin' throne Simply isn't somethin' my goals are in alignment with And to tell the truth, I don't view being a Queen that only reigns over a ring as an accomplishment But bad b*t*hes only wanna be the prize So it makes sense why you so thirsty for them to box you in But you know I love Glocks so don't even trip Cause either way it's gon' be a box you in I'm from where, most of us don't get in spots like this So I promised mama, I'd focus more on the dollars than on the clips But now-a-days, only scams make a need for ya piece legit So I buck 50, it feel like hundreds comin'; Cash App flip Nah, a buck 50, need a hundred somethin', stitches to patch that b*t*h sh*t'll get spooky yo, cheap music video Whole buncha cuts, scene (seen), then it's a wrap, that's it And I don't give a f**k why you was sent, just all the ways you could die I'm pessimistic, my only focus is your demise But I think positive too, this clip half full at all times Kindergarten vibes, I don't draw nothin' but large .9's You gotta be high, even assumin' I'm the one for the games Play what this bring in, and get a different group of rounds exchanged I am nobody's slack of slime, simple and plain All blood ain't yo' blood but it leak the same I don't think, you was as prepared as you was 'pose to be, claimin' I couldn't hang But I'm the one who bring the rope and things But I guess, long as you gettin' hooked up, it doesn't matter who controls the strings Cause I live my life on D&D, you know, silence on all sorts of things Mama prayin' she don't get a call home And the ops? Just hope it rings A peaceful night is a luxury in my life, you gotta actually put in work for dreams Cause sleepin' on a motherf**ker is the quickest way to die So we givin' Freddy Krueger vibes Cause you know everything hurt worst in dreams I believe, you've been misinformed on what you in fo' They should've told you I was gonna dump on you from the get go Pump all in ya whip now, we ain't at the Citgo Right behind V with all .8, I'm lettin' Sig's (cig's go) Listen I'm an unbeautician ya get ya wig smoked This type joy came from causing you pain, sh*t a sick joke Positive pregnancy test I am not the problem a thot b*t*h want They thought I didn't stand a credible chance, dawg Extended clip, sh*t, I got one helluva leg to stand on You'll never see me in a pic' with my gun, this b*t*h ain't a prop Plus it's all about the form, you ain't gotta see the arm to know I made the shot I'm from the church of real steppers All praises be to my weapons when I see the op Cause I'm from southside, after the shot we spin back on the block Richmond We all still tryin' to figure out how the f**k you got to Watch The Throne Somebody's sellin' you some weak dreams Obviously to them names don't matter ...but who the f**k is Denique Greene? Denique Greene, I hate ya name fo' sho' 'Nique You got a gun, so 'Nique? Let's get it on 'Nique Chopper with the banana clip, you'se a joke 'Nique Cause when this big b*t*h stand up you gon' need Mo'Nique Gun butt her, her dome leak You gettin' crazy wreck I'll have ya family diggin' ya grave One foot after the other, baby steps We not here cause they think you the best We here so I can teach you the game We not here cause they think you the best, we here so I can drop jewels on you, teach you the game Show you how to perfect ya aim before you send those shots Yeah you from Richmond, but I'm Coach Carter I got them gyms (gems) on lock b*t*h just stop I'm the one that make the sale You want "fame", but look at ya name, it's not "Flamez" until you take this L Oh you don't know me well If you not family, don't come around Blood Anestory.com, it was on sight (site) when I found Blood Her first impression? A bum b*t*h that run her mouth My first impression? Gon' be diggin' in ya f**kin' scalp Competition? I don't see none Co-sign? Didn't need one A couple hit her body, it's a threesome Is she dumb? You ain't half as nice, the average type Thinkin' you can beat me? b*t*h burn in Hell, you can still be flames (Flamez) in ya afterlife These hands is nice, I Knock ya back straight, sit on up She want drama until I hit her with the left, right, left, get on up b*t*h you f**ked What? I'm still over the body How could she live? f**k is she dead kick I'm stompin' on flames (Flamez) like I don't want the fire to spread Don't think that the way that I look determines the way that I live My mom birthed my little sister while she was on house arrest Before COVID we was facin' cases inside of the crib You know what I don't like about you b*t*h? You act like when God made you, people stopped makin' guns Is you losin' ya mind? You got a stick, I got a stick I guess the blind leadin' the blind Battlin' me was a mistake She was sleepin' on me, now her family at a big wake Snapshot, both sides of her face; intake Ya n***as book somebody else draws like an inmate I've been great Amazin' wit' effort They knew this what I was Fantastic 4 (for) I was made under pressure Before last month they treated me like an Invisible Woman Now I'm the Storm to the weather So today, this Thing will put Flame on a stretcher b*t*h I'm reckless Fiirst Ladii? You never was in my radar They wanna see you dead And I'm first in line for the kick like a sneaker head I'll run in ya crib, trap house, mama basement, where ever you live I need the weed, cash, stash and the guns They said, "Why you want Fiirst place so bad?" Cause b*t*h I'm second to none You f**kin' nobody wit' no bodies, ain't even hit puberty yet, got no body I'll let you [?] , gon' try me I'll cap so if I catch Ladii slippin' I'm peelin', I'm so godly I don't mean to be so c*cky But everything I ran across been gettin' murked lately It's only gettin' worse Ladii You got a son? BAA! You can still get ya first baby I went down on her and Jakkboy Gerald and Betty Ford This .38 press a dent (president) in his sh*t but you're first lady (Fiirst Ladii) Honestly, I never asked for you b*t*h, is you kiddin' me? The only thing to ever reach for flames (Flamez) was the Statue Of Liberty I can flip that better Cause I'm a master of course Why would I give Ladii (Lady) Liberty? With my stats you (statue) should be tryin' to pass me the torch Rap Everybody came from a struggle, so we not discussin' mine What matters is I can get through anything with this f**kin' .9 You know, exactly why I'm here, don't f**kin' lie You just better hope, you only die here and not the f**k outside Cause once it get activated Ain't no talkin', just pressin' The real killers gon' think I lost my mind Got a whole lot of choppers Saw the baby and I'm still gon' slide I refuse to be redefined So y'all gotta take it or leave it Cause they glorify bein' hoes as if they changin' the meanin' Meanwhile I, personify standin' on what you believe in And that sh*t got me feelin'...Amish as ever Just knowin' a hat this big hold weight where ever So go 'head and tell 'em I don't belong, that's just gon' make it better I got my leg up in the game off keepin' mine together Both ya legs been up for some change but we arrive together See we got views so they could view how different b*t*hes respond to pressure Never needed to be on Demon time, I'm a whole f**kin' Devil And y'all really shouldn't have let me in, sh*t gonna get real ghetto Mansion party, I'm with what-the-f**k ever on any level This drum kick will really crank in this b*t*h, no heavy metal If V in range, I'm high key draggin' I'm talkin' falsetto with the beats, or low with the Smith & Social distance, I left her body in every other seat b*t*h I got a diabetic aesthetic, that meanin' nothin' sweet Lemony Snicket, the mask makes no difference, they know what's up with me I grew up sharin' the biscuit so me and mines could eat Now the table covered in bread, look like a f**kin' feast You don't even know what that mean but think you f**kin' street I don't give a f**k how they think Long as you know the stakes I don't really need that back end I'll break ya f**kin' face And go home and turn my leftovers into a couple plates Amber Alert, my name ring bells in a buncha states It's a known fact I get sh*t done Paparazzi vibes, you won't even realize where that shot click from Nah, team practice We lay up then drill to make the picks fun Who convinced you, you was a killer tho'? I'm tryin' to comprehend the mix up The only stories I know about vixen (Viixen) grippin' the pole involve a d**k suck Since a kid, I've been gripped up Stashin' so many guns it feel like I'm hoardin' Plus I'm nice as f**k in the field, before I even touch down they can hear me scorin' I'm like 5-0, just off the things I put this .4 in So send me the addy and I'm pullin' up, then I'm kickin' ya door in And I heard that bullsh*t 'bout n***as helpin' you write But Murda in a Squad and Bonnie in a Gang kinda got me hype So tell ya mans, dinner on me for the night And this mil' will walk E (Milwaukee) to the afterlife Richmond n***a So you look like a n***a But like n***as? Like n***a...why that somethin' we should glorify? 'Til I address you with a pump and a bag, let's get in touch wit' ya girly side Tell me why, this really Jakkboy Maine b*t*h Well I kidnap Jakkboy Maine quick Slice his chest, reach in, dig around 'til I find the part I don't care if you his side b*t*h or Main(e) b*t*h, I got his heart When I [?], I pull up strong I smoke you, then Jakkboy, this a chain reaction, don't make me call John John This sh*t is wrong I know n***as thirsty for pu**y and wouldn't even let you give 'em head But this what he like to f**k right What's life? b*t*h my n***as wouldn't draw a d**k on yo' face if it's a prank on a drunk night That sh*t got me tight Admit you a dyke Ain't no need to play I will slap the n***a outta you and introduce you to the b*t*h I slapped outta DNA I'm here to make you, break you, erase you Quiet on the set {Cutting sound} First cut didn't work {cutting sound again} had to take two Little Ms. Glocks Didn't Fit In The Pocketbook, but this blade do I seen ya interview You talked about ya dad and how he walked out ya life, that's rough So you put on this façade to try to fill his manly ways That mask you lend (masculine) to ask tough, that's f**ked up He the reason you started to hood bluff He showed you that he never cared and you said you would never be like ya dad So you take the baby everywhere, but let's make this clear You are way more f**ked up than ya dad You really post pictures of ya son with a red bandana on his head? Oh you want him to be a thug like you? A Blood like you I need you to put your mind in focus Those streets gon' tie you up before you and him ever get a real bonding moment Cause I heard you was the best shooter in ya hood You think that's good? You want props bro? Stop hoe How does it feel to be known for drawin' but ya son would rather look up to Picasso I know! This might destruct and hurt ya You don't spend time wit' ya kid cause you too busy tryin' to "make the streets" Did you know he wanted to be a construction worker? I need you to open ya eyes and understand what I'm sayin' It doesn't matter if he wanna be an architect and make buildings if you not there to lay the foundation But I'm a real mother, so you prolly not feelin' me You'll never know how good ya son is with numbers until you take accountability Before the time he 18, do you want him to be a felon, b*t*h? He'll never understand the ethic of real work if you too busy sellin' it That's some selfish sh*t You got the pot whippin', you need to stop trippin' Before you get popped kid, you do not listen I do not get it Is your household only worried about who's set trippin'? Ain't Jakkboy a Blood too? He don't give a f**k about you Stop worried about the Blood's c*ming in you worry about the blood that's comin' out you Me and you? We're two different b*t*hes Me and you? We're not comparison? I need you to get it, you're dough obsessed I set trends, we two different b*t*hes Ya flag red, battling me was a red flag we two different b*t*hes You bang on Bloods BAOW, I leave blood on bangs, we two different b*t*hes I'm really startin' to think Yoshi only did this for attention Whoever d**k you suck or pu**y you ate to get here, I don't concern that That bridge, you already burn that Y'all see how I'm bodying Flamez (body in flames)? That's urn, at least you earn that So y'all can go and find another b*t*h that say she's f**kin' wit' me But make sure she's sugar free Cause these b*t*hes- Nah I'm not gonna kiss ya teeth cause it look like it stink Body gang
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