Slayed

[Verse 1: Ayesha Erotica & Miss Prada]

"Hey Prada, where you been?"

Relaxed for a second but I'm back again

The girls still tryna get like me

Still fucked your man, bitch, that’s the tea

Who served you hoes the voodoo puss?

Whose pussy smells like a rose bush?

I said it once and I'll say it again "Don't come for me unless I sin"

Your lace front still some shit I threw up

You fuck with Joanne, you get chewed up

I put these girls on, ain’t it funny?

So don't come for the queen, honey

Prada gonna take you all to church

Slide my pumps on and get to work

To all that hate me, I know it hurts

But Prada's back to quench your thirst

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]

I know when you were little queens

You dreamt of creeping on the scene

But I'm back to block your way

Admit it, bitch, you just got

[Chorus: Miss Prada]

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

[Verse 2: Miss Prada]

Who the fuck else can do what I did?

That cracker faggot? That Lohan kid?

You got me fucked up like B. Scott's face

Fuck Taylor Swift and fuck "Blank Space"

I came through the cut in trash bags and wigs

Girls still pop their shit to "Big Dick"

I'm the icon, I'm the legend

I'll come for you and all your edges

Messy queen but you’re a piece of burger

Your eyebrows look so fucking murderous

Synthetic, dried up, ponytail

With your Family Dollar press-on nails

The fuck do you mean? You ain’t even that funny

VH-1, where the fuck is my money?

I did it first and I'll do it last

I’ll take you hoes to pussy class

[Pre-Chorus: Miss Prada]

I know when you were little queens

You dreamt of creeping on the scene

But I'm back to block your way

Admit it, bitch, you just got

[Chorus: Miss Prada]

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

[Bridge: Miss Prada]

Are you mad because my pussy smells like roses, girl?

Are you fucking mad because you—

You motherfucking YouTube is at a motherfucking halt?

This is a fucking mess

What are you gonna do, cunt? Wanna get, cunt?

Bitch, you can't afford it, you can't afford it (C-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-c—)

[Chorus: Miss Prada]

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed

Slayed, you just got slayed