Jaz The Rapper vs. Viixen The Assassin

[Round 1: Jaz The Rapper]
If y'all don't remember how I does this...good, I'll remind you
It's been a minute since I've been here, I'm 'bout to have a good time too
If you love me last time, tonight? I'm that times two
I work on my timing to address bullshit when it's time to
(And it's time to!)
This battle happened at the perfect time
Cause I've been outside so y'all can really see what Jaz 'bout
But I don't believe the hype
I'ma make a little example of the bitch y'all say that spazz out
It's time to direct a body, [?] bad route
Cause when you got a Robin or Viixen the vixen always gon' be assed out
It's lit for shawty
Watch this shit get gory
Loso killed you
If that was me, they would've needed a surgeon for that Horse: Beth from Rick & Morty
I got clip for shawty, let ten bullets spit on Coffee
[?] wins 20, Ms. Fit 30, and Bernice Burgos

[O'fficial] What's that mean?

[Jaz]
Vixen: 40 (Viixen: .40)
I feel sorry for your people
Cause this shit gon' get lethal
I don't use my hands, if me and dawg fight, me and Viix' (Vics) career gon' be endin' with the Eagles
Stay dangerous, e'rybody got straps like it's legal
Bitch, even pussies got a grip, they doing kegels
I could slice her, shoot her or fight her, I got the cheat code
But nah, I'ma give Viix' the Heat; Oladipo
I love my margaritas, but I'mma give her mo' heat tho (mojito)
Nah, kidnap her, and if y'all don't make payments, I'mma take V, we doin' repo
I heard this bitch got it out for me
But I'll catch you in V.I.P.
I had a lil' nigga scout for me
And you gon' eat two or three bullets just for doubtin' me
Abraham Lincoln; BAOW! Assassinated (Assassin ate it) on the balcony
When it come to the female Jordan, that would be me
You not trickin' the masses
Nigga, I took Geechi and Steams, they know who got Jordan pull (Poole), I was punchin' on niggas for practice
My boo said, "Get that Green, Bay, pack her (Packer) up."
So I'm out here tryin' to make cream
But O and Casey shootin', it's a movie and they gon' make scenes
Rodgers, Jones
I said, "Green Bay", right?
I got two airin' (Aaron) on the same team
Bitch it's big bag, not the little one
What the fuck is up?
E'rybody wanna talk about my head, well enough's enough
Ave said he'd shooty-shoot
Roc said he'd knuckle up
Lu said he'd stabby-stab
Well, I headbutty-butt
This casket gon' be big
Nah, nah, I don't think y'all hear me fully
I mean this casket gon' be big
Ask me how big
(How big?!)
I'm talkin' JC's Amiri hoodie
Hoe sit down
You wanna dance? Well let's get down
I said, "JC" but she can't pop lock in the middle of this round
Why would you even take me in New York?
Well let me show Julian Love
She gon' need safety in New York
We got Wisconsin in this bitch
But y'all known for some shit I'll never boast
Y'all famous for cheese...okay, so (queso), that's just some shit I put on bread or toast
This my house, my cottage
Would they agree? Yeah (Gruyere), and there ain't no better host
Jaz been wildin', and I see I go (asiago) hard so that's why they fed a (feta) GOAT
Vicki!
I'm on a hunt 'til I find out where you be at in Milwaukee
Winter, summer, spring, fall, Jason Kidd, I will spend four seasons in Milwaukee
It's gon' be HK's and SK's if you ever see me in Milwaukee
So the Antetokounmpos ain't the only thing, big, black and European in Milwaukee
My whole crew bang
I could use a shotty 'cause a 12's infamous like the flu game
Or I can get the .22 and give her middle ten (Middleton) but she gon' be out for a few games
You told Casey, "The face don't keep a man, the cookin' do."
Who's cookin'?
White girl cookin'? How you think that look for you?
Cause I'm strapped, security was lackin' and they frisked me quick
And just like your potato salad, what I'm raising (raisin) ain't supposed to be in this shit
Three years ago, you said you'd fuck Smack if you wanted to be on SMACK, wow
I find that real funny because...you be on SMACK now
Ain't that crazy?
You carried the game but you gon' hurt yo' back like the bag lady
I never thought I'd see this nigga Smack and a white girl like Zac Stacey
But did it happen or not Smack?
Is that the reason he booked you bitch?
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
(I DO!)
It's funny, I was known for V Card and now and now I'm pullin' it
But before I lose, I'd rather go to jail first
Shotgun, red and green droppin' when the shells burst
They like, "Jaz can't rap about guns. She work with cops."
Right, I know exactly how the 12 work
But one day, I'ma take a call, regular day, super easy
"9-1-1 what's your emergency?"
The caller said, "Hey Jaz. This is Beasley"
I said, "Beasley! Why you talkin' in ya trailer voice?"
He's like, "Man. We wanna keep you outside cause you been killin' 'em."
And they told me the price, I said, "Y'all wanna pay me that much? Minimum?"
Well shoutout to Caffeine for showin' me this fuckin' love
I was a dispatcher for three years
But with the way URL payin' me now, I quit cause I don't need that fuckin' job
But the whole time I was in trainin', this not a talent this a scrimmage
They gave me a white girl, I was an operator, I used to talk to Karen's for a livin'

[Round 1: Viixen The Assassin]
Irving Plaza what's up?
I missed y'all believe me
The last time y'all seen me I was pushin' work better than Eazy
"Viixen wouldn't have put her hands on a female the way she did Roc", y'all right
I shoot these bitches, major difference
Tomboy, I never played with bitches
So this decision, it wasn't smart girly
November 6th, Day Light Savings, it's 'bout to get dark early
They like, "Viixen. Trippin'. You know what you riskin' bein' in her home state? You might die worse."
I ain't worried 'bout her home plate, she gotta learn how to slide first
I'm in the state of yours, but I gotta different state of mind
Don't tell me what you gon' do
Got a baby goin' crazy in the back while I monitor what's in the front with a meal (mil') on my side
Look like I'm workin' from home too
Hands up, this is not a drill, you will get shot for real
You police, I don't wanna hear how you got the steel
I slide on her, grab the butt, let's see how this copper (cop a) feel
Think it's a joke 'til she get a (k)not for real
JC after 100K
(What's that mean?)
A lot'll peel
This what happens when they set a demon free
I'm so cold-blooded, when I bleed it freeze
NBA first round in the 90's, I got Heat in three
This bitch food, where's her EBT?
Get whipped quick with a blazer, I got a need for speed
Star did her so bad it made TMZ
Headshot
BAOW, Petey Pablo, bitch "Freak-A-Leek"
Backshot, BAOW
Ain't seen a disc skip this bad since DVD
Blade out, anything left Uncut went for BET
This bitch gon' go from bein' a dispatcher to needin' EMT!
Got a steel, let it off
Have it peel and get tossed
I need her dead, not alive, gotta kill and get lost
Paramedic standin' over the body like, "You thought I was feelin' you?"
Yeah bitch for your pulse!
Listen girl, we don't think of anything tough when they mention Jaz, you don't scare me one bit
I ain't flinchin' Jaz, I am not Hilary Banks, I will really dick wit' Jaz
Ella Fitzgerald, I can see the bitch in Jaz(z)
I don't get this, Jaz
You got more than two battles this year? We supposed to applause and steady mention the shit?
You take forever to pick a date
Forever to get ready, typical bitch
"Her wins outweigh her loses", I get it, it's fine
But of course her record gon' be clean if you never outside commit the crimes
Your career compared to mine, show you the real loser
You cotton socks, I'm hospital socks, I grip it, it feels smoother
She swing, .9 bang, headshot make the grill loser
Ask me why Draymond punched Poole and not Curry
(Why?!)
Cause ain't no swingin' on a real shooter!
I'm too lethal, leak her dome, how far we go
They ain't seen something spit out an apple like this since Carlito
.2-2 a couple screw loose
I dog (dawg) Majenta (Magenta): Blues Clues
I'm in a New Groove
Switch to a Llama, Kuzco
Draggin' (dragon) bitches; Mushu
We not worried 'bout what you do, or believe what you done before
Mulan: stop actin' like you not a bitch when it comes to war
Fake angles, slow punches, that is not gon' help
Like when yo' mamma say you bet' not open this door for nobody
Bitch you better watch yo' self
Tell them I've been in the game for a minute, it's somethin' that's known
I ain't have a push from Smack, I had to rise to the throne
Solitary confinement
I did Real Nigga Time on my own
O'fficial whooped yo' ass, right here on ya home turf
I look at you, and see (C) average, you barely passin' ya home work (homework)
Chrome burst
"I gotta gun so big that shit don't work"
.380, have a baby in ya crib, it's a home birth
Everybody dead, it's a sight to see
Two guns for any bitch tryin' to get hype with me
This one, will put you down, like the decision in ya life is weak
And this one, will pick you up, like, "I don't care what they say about you Jaz. You aight wit' me."
You know what you got me?
FUCKED UP!
"Somethin' pale, bloated, gut hangin' like Viixen The Assassin"
Remember she said that versus Geechi, y'all remember cause y'all was laughin'
So when I fuck this bitch up, it's your fault
Don't be mad at me
I don't got the perfect body but I can't stomach the fact these bitches ain't got the guts to rap wit' me
That's a fact to me
No probably
Besides Casey, you hoes is built weird
O'fficial, so floppy
And Jaz shaped like those bitches Calicoes was skinny dippin' with
NO BODY (nobody)
Double up, I'm so godly
Hide the remains, don't make her a Go Fund Me, make her a Go Find Me
Don't try me
Wintertime hoe, we bring heaters
Headshot, if she bring diva
Y'all remember how I-
BAOW!
Now she don't either!

[Round 2: Jaz The Rapper]
That was fire bitch
Y'all prolly like, "Damn, Jaz prolly done up."
Whatchu say? "Deuce deuce, couscous, blue-" bitch shut up
And you do is, "Fo' pop, don't stop, stovetop, don't drop"
Then get aggressive on the last word, "Dome shot"
And you stole that flow from Jerooz
If the fans say you won, that'll be the last time you steal anything
Basically, if Viixen use Twork (twerk) moves to split the poles (polls), we gon' strip her (stripper) for everything
That shit is easy, watch this
I'm a [?] for real
I let it peel
Your boyfriend drop, no legs of steel
And then you drop, y'all dead for real
I will leave this white bitch lyin' on a nigga, R.I.P. to Emmett Till
All that aggression you be addin' you don't don't need it, you O.D.ing
I called you "Karen" the first round cause once you see them cameras you start screamin' for no reason
Curtis Jackson, Toranio
I got the .50 Cal' and it's gon' be swimmin' with fish when it's in
Shit gone forever
Get Rich Or Die Trying, we'll never see that 50 again
See the black side of ya fam' good, but the other side, I'm takin' 'em all
If they don't pass that brown paper bag, then they facin' the floor
BAOW
They brain splatter but I ain't takin' the fall
Cause the crime scene look like a racist did it
All they see is White Lives Matter sprayed on the wall
I couldn't wait for this call
Why did you wanna spar V?
No warning, where's the closest Tesla station, I'm 'bout to charge V
Well, who got her winnin'?
For me Dumb & Dumber I'm 'bout to dog V
You goin' to need a Breaking Bad I'm cookin' you and aww V (RV)
Sorry
You jumped in that water so now I'm flippin', shit look like I caught a gator
The Bardashians carryin' the tre's (trays), we all some waiters
If me and my bitches jump her, she ain't gon' be walkin' later
I beat the brakes off her
They don't know what the fuck wrong with V
"It's the alternator"
Don't ask me, I ain't with the bullshit, don't ask me my sign
I ain't a Taurian
And I put on a show and watch the cheers (chairs) go up, like auditorium
Hit one brain and hit the second brain, salutatorian
I'll make the time travel with V like the DeLorean
The shit I squeeze make noise, but it's not an accordion
Kill ya man and cops is puttin' up shit for cautioning
I gave a new meaning to "taped in front of a live audience"
Pussy
Ya sister be at ya battles, right?
I'll just wash her (washer) and anybody else I may tag (Maytag)
You said the Bardashians was 357's in the face
The whole crowd was like, "They mad"
I was bitch, so I brought a drum with enough bullets to make Stace' Dash
Yeah you just turned 30 but you lookin' .50 in the face
I heard white people age bad
So stay back, this shit is gon' be shockin'
I'm killin' elders, dogs, babies, bitch I got options
It look like Hell scrap
URL App, I'll take .8 out and y'all won't wanna see the shit I'm droppin'
What's poppin'
I got codewords for my Nina, me and that bitch speak for real
I say, "Adidas" and she say, "Take niggas out they sneakers?"
Deal
But you won a Ball Game, right? I didn't know that was a group
Was y'all surprised? Cause I was
What? You tryin' to fuck Hitman?
You think you gon' find love?
That nigga Holla got hoes
I mean, hoe, hoe, hoes
His main, his side, his other side and then you was signed up
But history repeats itself
It was Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen (Viixen) was always fourth on the lineup
Hey Vicki! Victoria!
You know what scuffs my Timbs?
How niggas be thirsty for you like you a trophy
But you got three kids and three baby daddies, you just one dick suck away from bein' Yoshi
Y'all remember she told Caution, "wrong hand, wrong hand!" to try to embarrass Lady Caution?
And then- because she had Roc on her resume before Caution got rocks on her hand, and y'all lost it
But you not married either bitch, I'm like, "How do I stop makin' fun?"
At least three men could've put a ring on it, you just wasn't the one
You had a son and two daughters out of wedlock, are you dumb?
Come back to Earth, cause you should be on your third rock from the son (sun)
When you did that shit to Caution, that really made me wonder, cause you be like, "Every father's worst nightmare. His daughter lookin' up-"
No, his daughter bein' a single mother
And you fucked Norbes for no reason, they say you got the wood from a wack nigga
I know when that news came out, every dude in here was like, "She let that nigga Norbes hit? I know I look better than that nigga."
He ain't get you one battle here, and you was fuckin' that nigga comfortably
Can you imagine if a URL staff member was fuckin' me?
It would be, "Fuck battle rap", it's bigger than that, none of you hoes would be touchin' me
If Smack ever got a taste of this pussy I would own half the company

{Jaz points to Viixen}
Her pussy's trash bro. It couldn't be me! It couldn't be me! It couldn't be me!

Speakin' of tastin' pussy, when Casey said y'all fuck, you said y'all didn't
You ruined a lot of niggas fantasies
But even though that you denied it, we still know you did somethin' with the kid
You treated Casey Jay like Casey Anthony
What, you ashamed? I have no problem with LGBT crew, I gotta make that very clear
Cause my gun hit men and bitches too and I'll leave this gender fluid everywhere

[Round 2: Viixen The Assassin]
I peeped the way you move...you a flaky bitch
I see the snake in this, you been rattled
I'm so ahead of you bitches, the way I see it, we could've been battled
I'm 'bout to crack yo' top, for a fact, it's been Snapple
I heard you got the juice, and I couldn't wait to squeeze on this Big Apple
They didn't think I would survive this encounter, right?
You gotta dodge a punch first in order to throw a counter right
But she know how to counter write
Bitch I'll knock you the fuck out, let's see if you can counter right
I'm with the shits, I'll twist a bitch
I'm talkin' fast rapper, shit get weird, I'll tie her up, it's not a joke, I really gag rappers
Lil' Pump, Blueface, 'bout to get bad Rapper
[?] let it sing, you goin' outside Rapper
Before Karrine Steffans, on top is how I bag rappers
Gun butt her
Crack her skull
Massive damage
Shiv out
Let's turn this pumpkin head bitch into a jack-o-lantern
Poke a woman's eyes (womanize) out, like Stiffler
Ice pick her
Precise with nice [?]
Then go through her gut, and raise a Blade, like Whistler
Fuck a knife bar, I don't wanna pull a blade no mo'
It's November, I don't even wanna shave no mo'
Gun in the buildin', Smack like it today, free Tsunami, I can't let it Wave no mo'
Silencer, Al Capone, you won't hear nothin' 'bout the Sig' (cig') on stage no mo'
And dent (indent) this bitch chest 'til it's Brizz Rawsteen, it don't wanna Cave no mo'
Run in the crib, kick down the door, I will shoot
Is Brooklyn in the house? Well bitch I am too
Y'all see how she move?
Puttin' her all into punches and performance tonight while she rappin'
Check you out
Up here lookin' like Jaz The Assassin
In order to beat me, you have to be me
I gotta deal wit' it
Nina Simone, Frank Sinatra, I make Jaz(z) sound real different
Majenta Bracey, you always up here playin' doin' somebody- baow
Baow impersonations
It ain't gon' help
It's only one person you have to be for impact
Don't be shocked when I tell you, Brace' yourself
You ain't gon' step, I give two five, put bullets in a new cal'
Then let it sing on Jaz(z), it's the blues now
Tools out, big head bitch, get your scalp hit, I lift and squeeze
Put bullets where your house is
No prints (Prince) when I shoot; game; blouses
Ms. Potato Head I'll put the nose where your mouth is
You ain't 'bout shit
Bury her, dirt come
Try me? I'll hurt some
Pull V Card? It took you too long to pull the first one
I got a tight grip on this pussy, like the old Jaz
But this one will open a bitch, like the hoe Jaz
Bro Jaz, talk about who I fuck, you really let a crackhead crack yo' shit?
Talkin' 'bout, "he a pimp", that is a crackhead bitch
My bad, he ain't hit, he just snacked on it
Jaz got off, QP relapsed and got back on it
Tellin' us, he gave you head and you ain't give him none back
So rookie
And I bet you he did a line off that twat
That's a new meaning to "that's some dope pussy"
We ain't gon' talk about ya bag, let's talk about ya good time too
One .40, times two
Address bullshit, that's for this .40, it was time to
It's an issue, magazine, be on the New York Times too
Ya mama at the funeral- bitch it's time to
.9 shoot, that one to the head, gon' make you bend
The Jaz Face...
Gon' replace the face on the scale when doctors ask you how much pain you in
You know what scuffs my Timbs?
New York I love y'all, but I'm from the Midwest
You know what scuffs my all black Air Force Ones?
Why you up here actin' like I ain't a look for you?
You know what scuffs my all black Air Force Ones?
Why you don't talk about ya team holdin' you down and what you put them through
You know what scuffs my all black Air Force Ones?
Why you don't be outside, they still be bookin' you
You know what scuffs my all black Air Force Ones?
Why you don't do the Jaz Face when bitches be cookin' you
Look at you, all y'all do is brag about her battle rap IQ
If I look the wrong way, my niggas movin' in, that's how I queue
She break her opponents down, and be studyin' books
Meanwhile my team was locked up, Connect Network, JPay, Secure Us, I was studying books
My brother did a bid, I held it down and didn't hesitate
Sacks a phone (saxophone) call away, I was clearin' it (clarinet) all
Jaz(z) we was movin' double bass
I don't rap what I live, or even what I been through
My drive perfect in battle rap, cause off stage, there's shit I gotta attend to (ten-two)
That's why I don't get you
This fake hardcore image, don't get lumped off the sport
You live with your parents, got a good job and never been arrest of course
I don't care how much you outside, in real life you ain't never jumped off the porch
They know I'm a force, I'm too potent
Brag about how you hit Irving Plaza first like you dopest
Bitch I will hit you in Irving Plaza and drag you out them same doors that you opened
Time
Let's go

[Round 3: Jaz The Rapper]
Welcome to Homecoming bitch
We back in New York
We done been in Irving, Webster, every spot
And if you move like...two inches to the left, that's where I got my cherry popped
This where DNA got Smack the fuck outta here
Chess vomited but he had to chuck it up
But be careful who you ride wit' cause this where Tay Roc seatbelt ain't buckle up
Three blocks up, one block over, that's Webster Hall
That's where Lux showed us Cal' skinny dippin' with six bitches at
Bitch you wasn't there when Surf was tuckin' his pants in his books and Rich Dolarz wore his stanky Yankee fitted cap
You wasn't there when Clips was rappin' 'bout stretch marks and made that bitch feel so goddamn little
Bitch you wasn't in that venue at 2:00 AM watchin' battles and Mook threw them goddamn Skittles
She wasn't there when Goodz had a heckler and he threw that bottle of Henny in the crowd
Bitch you wasn't there when YouTube separated the first round from the second round
You got hot when Smack was fuckin' with Hennyman, you knew to the roster
Bitch I got hot when Beasley was sayin' "These battles are bein' brought to you by Exclusive Vodka"
If I ain't never told you before, I respect ya dumb ass, I just had to make it known
A lot of bitches not fuckin' witchu, everything you say is gold
Like, you really that bitch right now, you lowkey my favorite yo
But that don't mean shit, cause my favorite could die at any time like Game Of Thrones
It's always the same pressure I apply when y'all have bitches sent to me
Yeah, you Mulato but I'm from Brooklyn, I really got BIG energy

{Crowd starts chanting 3-0}

It's always the same pressure I apply when y'all have bitches sent to me
Yeah, you Mulato but I'm from Brooklyn, I really got BIG energy
I'm still on the run for all the bodies I done caught
When they find her she gon' be dead, why do y'all even book 'em
Mike Epps in All About The Benjamins I'ma hit the 'lato (lotto) while I got a bounty on my head
I ain't even tell you how hard it was gettin' you [?]
I told Smack, "I want the light-skinned bitch with the fat ass."
He said, "You wanna battle NuNu?"
I said, "No. No Smack, that is hardly it. I want that thick bitch that be punchin'."
Oh said, "Oohh. You want Charlie Clips."

I ain't forget about that Lu shit. I ain't forget about that Lu shit

But what you got paid for this?
Because the difference in our bag is a large amount
So whatever number you give, I multiply it by three like bitches and they body counts
Do you know how much money I've made off Jaz The Rapper alone?
I've really got it made bitch
Some people would love to live off of battle rap
We literally got it made bitch
We some bosses
Some of them would say either one of us is a made bitch
Salute to you opening up ya cleaning company
So you are telling me that you are literally a maid, bitch?
So no! It's not Viixen The Assassin, that pull her arms out and terrorize the damn streets
This "Viixen The Maid", that pull her arms out to get the spots that you can't reach
So if Viixen say she got the sweeper, then a kid spilled some cereal
And if Viixen is sprayin' somethin', then it's antibacterial
And if Viixen say she got the steamer, then it's delicate material
It's nothin' wrong with havin' a job, I ain't the one to scheme
But you better jet son (Jetson) before I give a maid the machine
You don't fold bitches, you fold linens and get the crease out
Today's Sunday, right? So it's only right I came here to clean house
I'm at ya crib, if I Gain entry to Tide gon' turn
I did the job blind y'all
BAOW! Her brain dropped on wood while she was moppin' wood, ain't no tellin' what that pine saw (Pine-sol)
And when that Christian whooped you, you was like, "Let's do a 2 on 2. You not low bro."
She was like, "You Make Me Bet-" she tried to fab' you Loso (Fabolous) "
But you ain't learn nothin' from that battle, you still try to prove you black to people who say you not black enough
In ya battles callin' yaself "a white girl" but put a quote on "white girl" and not "black girl" that's wack as fuck
Every time I look it's, "I'm black y'all and I got proof to back it up"
But as I think about this job, this shit not really addin' up
Oh you black? You black huh? I still got doubts nigga
Cause you could've started a business doin' anything, but you decided to be a house nigga
We gotta start givin' this bitch quizzes
Viixen, what's ya favorite type of Henny?
You better not say Privilege
Cause she do got privilege, I told y'all she stole from Jeruz and that's the reason y'all feelin' her
Versus Casey she was like, "You a hoe, a deadbeat, a thot"
So after this y'all better not think she still killed her
Cause Gotti did that to DNA when he was like, "You a geek, a nerd, a clown" so she stole from a real nigga
Y'all remember when J Murda told JC, "I'll knock the bitch out you then chill wit' her"
Right, that was heavy, damn
Cause she told DNA, "I'll knock the bitch out you and introduce you to a better man"
So you a thief
Stop sayin' you black bitch, you a colonizer for sure
Cause everything you take land and you act like it's yours
I'm not okay wit' it
Yeah bitch you got away wit' it, but you ain't get away wit' it
So you be takin' bars, takin' flows, takin' that, takin' this
You 30 years old with three kids, so we know that you be takin' dick
I told y'all I'm outside, it's no more waitin' in the shadows
You can take all the shit you want, but one things for sure you ain't gon' take this battle

{Jaz kisses Viixen on the cheek}

[Round 3: Viixen The Assassin]
Don't play me
On baby
Get crazy
This lady
I ain't did a Bardashian this nasty since that night with oh Casey
Bitches takin' time to clock my name, it's so cuckoo
I don't remember the night, must've be the voodoo
African dish, you hoes foo foo
In order to sit on my face, you gotta have a fresh BBL, the body gotta be NuNu
What you do?
Tell them hoes to jump and then jump if you get mad?
Y'all gotta keep it calm, cool and collective, listenin' to Jaz(z)
I whoop Casey ass when she thought she was carryin' this
O'fficial fell off, now you the risk (uterus) bein' stuck to this pussy, every time O varying sis' (ovarian cyst)
I told them "O", they said, "no", she mad basic
So it's elevator music
I knew I was on the way to the top soon as Jaz(z) playin'
Don't get flagrant, play it all smart
Cuban, Anthony, Walbergs, y'all all Marks
Shit spark, the MAC shoot
Casey like, "Call 9-1-1!", that was Jaz do
O'fficial flat chest on the ground, she like Jaz too
During the pandemic, I had to get it, makin' history
You was in quarantine, I was outside, now all these bitches sick of me
Every time I bring up WOTY, they get mad at me
If you bitches was holdin' it down back then, now, it's supposed to be sad for me
True or false, it's been a mixed champion belt?
They ain't make the woman belt until I came around baggin' things
Probably cause the only belt ya career been based off of; chastity
You got some dick, and had to let the world know
It's sad for you
Imagine tellin' us you got fucked and still ain't get wifed, it's lookin' bad for you
Random
Y'all know the most a virginity ever got sold for was 3.8 million dollars?
Bitch, I would've made a bag off you
What's she not seein', she's blind to the fact
What you could've made off your cat? A rack (cataract) or two?
Send her to the pearly gates, up the murder rate
She said she was savin' herself for somebody Special, yeah the .38
They like, "How you gon' out angle an angler?"
Assassin, on the roof top, that's how I angle her
Take her to the Brooklyn Bridge and Michael Jackson dangle her
Fuck who you brang wit' her
I'm dangerous, I always keep one up
You dumb fuck
It's not a game
I'm puttin' heads down with this .357-Up
Immaculate Conception
I'll put a baby in a bitch without one fuck
After she see a bullet, blossom, she get the bubble guts
Let some fly with the green beam behind you like Buttercup
You know what's up
That little angle with Hitman, I know you had to fake get it out
I be in a mansion, casting, getting paid to sit and scout
You be in a mansion, dancin' on Geechi couch
You get drunk and fuck ya bros
We know about Surf
You told us about Geechi, don't be actin' like it's dead news
My niggas put me in positions to win, yo' niggas put you in positions in the bedroom
After Geechi nut he blocked (Nutty Blocc) you with a quickie
Surf had the Uber there in under a minute, he literally had you Rollin' in 60
How you movin' is iffy
Suck dick to stay relevant? That sound like fraud Smack
This star 69 so much, that's why she always get a call back
You was talkin' all that
Watch the left hand good night you
And since you like freedom of speech, you get the right to(o)
I don't like you
Your third round versus Gattas, you talked about ya job and mental health
Was almost braggin', just for a classic
But what about the people on the other side of the phone, really dealin' with madness?
You get off of work, get drunk, dance on couches, be at battles
But what about the heart attacks, overdoses, or how a son had to see her two year old in a casket
You up here actin'
We supposed to be worried about ya mental health?
You got some balls boo
You wake up and choose that job, they don't wake up and have to choose to call you
It's a fraud move, you a sick bitch
I feel like Eazy again, I call bullshit
Cause that tragedy don't end for them, when you click, get this
You dodged the bitch for Cor's set to get Viixen with a corset
I got the illest intentions
Don't mention how a bitch chased you then duck you, cause I never...Fit the description
Clip with extensions
It ain't no calmin' down
Female Murda Mook? You get the longest rounds
You was then, I'm now
Pass the torch or get ya dome split
This bitch a hoarder, always livin' around some old shit
It's a fuckin' shame, you a fuckin' lame
Big Bag Jaz? You goin' in a big bag Jaz
Now you can really live up to ya fuckin' name
So y'all can go and find another bitch that thinks she's fuckin' wit' me
But make sure she sugar-free cause these bitches sweet!

{Viixen kisses Jaz on the cheek}