Queen of The Ring, Viixen The Assassin, Fiirst Ladii Flamez - Viixen The Assassin vs. Fiirst Ladii Flamez lyrics

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 bitch
I'ma shoot you no jokin'
All they'll hear is "nigga'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) rode in
Turn that motherfuckin' CI to a Capri Sun
And just keep squeezin' until it's folded
I was wrecking havoc back when
I was half assin'

You really fucked up lettin' me focus in
Cause this that "right before
A piss test" stress
Like, you can catch a contact at best
But tonight you ain't smokin' shit
Now let's be real for a minute Viix'
How in the fuck are you an Assassin'?
Yeah you done hit a lot of niggas
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 shit
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 fit's
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
But 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? Skyrocketed
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 bitches are safe
Take that exactly how it sounds sis'
Cause if 12 ain't hoppin' out it
I don't give a fuck 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 fuck 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
Shit so I'ma make this quick
I'm from southside, big Brim

Came up off of jackin' and shit not off
Jakk and his clique or jackin' his shit
Rode my own wave, ain't never been nowhere
Jackin' his shit
And I've been bangin', since 13
Bitch I brung Jakk in this shit richmond
Fuck 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
Got me 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 fuck makes you think I'm
Not a match for Blood? Is you dumb?
Didn't you see how I put the
Last nigga 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 fuckin' 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 fuck wit' me
So I ain't come to play, gun'll spray
Headshot, baow, 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 bitch
But Christmas next monthand my
Kids like nice shit i'm here for the bag
The fans and to show I'm above ya
When this vixen (Viixen) walk in the roomall
Eyes on me mothafucka!
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, or shootin' twice
She gettin' the full clip
Everything in flames
(Flamez) i ain't in for no bullshit
You a fool bitch
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 shit 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 fuck 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"
Fuck that, y'all want the Jaz or Casey?
I should be in everybody top 5
I'm the best bitch
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 Bitch!

I'm not watchin' no fuckin' 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 bitches 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 bitch
Shit'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 fuck why you was sent
Just all the ways you could die
I'm pessimistic Viixen
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 motherfucker 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
Shit a sick joke positive pregnancy test
I am not the problem a thot bitch want
They thought I didn't stand
A credible chance, dawg extended clip, shit
I got one helluva leg to stand on
You'll never see me in a pic' with my gun
This bitch 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
Fuck you got to Watch The Throne
Somebody's sellin' you some weak dreams
Obviously to them names don't matter
But who the fuck 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 bitch 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 bitch just stop
I'm the one that make this 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
Anestorycom, it was on sight
(site) when I found Blood
Her first impression? A bum bitch
That run her mouth
My first impression? Gon' be diggin'
In ya fuckin' 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? Bitch 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
Bitch you fucked what?

I'm still over the body how could she live?
Fuck 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 bitch?
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 niggas 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
Bitch 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 bitch I'm second to none
You fuckin' 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 cocky
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 shit but you're
First lady (Fiirst Ladii)
Honestly, I never asked for you
Bitch, 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 fuckin' 9
You know, exactly why I'm here
Don't fuckin' lie you just better hope
You only die here and not the fuck 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' whores as
If they changin' the meanin' meanwhile I
Personify standin' on what you believe in
And that shit 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 bitches respond to pressure
Never needed to be on Demon time
I'm a whole fuckin' Devil
And y'all really shouldn't have let me in
Shit gonna get real ghetto mansion party
I'm with what-the-fuck ever on any level
This drum kick will really
Crank in this bitch, 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
Bitch 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 fuckin' feast
You don't even know what that mean
But think you fuckin' street
I don't give a fuck how they think
Long as you know the stakes
I don't really need that back end
I'll break ya fuckin' face
Then 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 shit 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 dick suck

Since a kid, I've been gripped up
Stashin' so many guns it
Feel like I'm hoardin'
Plus I'm nice as fuck 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 bullshit 'bout
Niggas 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 nigga

So you look like a nigga but like niggas?
Like niggawhy 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 bitch
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 bitch or Main
(e) bitch, 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 shit is wrong
I know niggas thirsty for pussy and wouldn't
Even let you give 'em head
But this what he like to fuck right
What's life? Bitch my niggas wouldn't draw a
Dick on yo' face

If it's a prank on a drunk night
That shit got me tight admit you a dyke
Ain't no need to play
I will slap the nigga outta you and introduce
You to the bitch 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 fucked 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 fucked 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 ya mind in focus
Those streets gon' tie you up before you and
Him ever get a real bondin' 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, bitch?

He'll never understand the ethic of real work
If you too busy sellin' it
That's some selfish shit
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 fuck about you
Stop worried about the Blood's
That's cuming in you
Worry about the blood that's comin' out you
Me and you? We two different bitches
Me and you? We're not comparison?
I need you to get it, you throw up sets
I set trends, we two different bitches
Ya flag red, battling me was a red flag
We two different bitches you bang on Bloods
BAOW, I leave blood on bangs
We two different bitches!
I'm really startin' to think

Yoshi only did this for attention
Whoever dick you suck or pussy
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 cremation
At least you earn (urn) that
So y'all can go and find another bitch
That say she's fuckin' wit' me
But make sure she's sugar free
Cause these bitches-
Nah I'm not gonna kiss yo' teeth
Cause it look like it stink body gang
Rest in peace Wizard we love you