R.37

God must have sculpted a goddess, honestly, a cult following odyssey. Mort prodigy killin everything on site, portrait policy. Snap lord precise, trapperology. Wreckin crew of vice, no apologies. In the city of lights, flickers and quick flix, misfits paradise is a lease on life, apparently. Every right to seize the dice and roll on, no need to be extra where you land, you know, an ode to the swan, so dearly. Draped up in ₩on, prosperity go long, photo shots so calm, her look books a con, robbery in progress, this hearts straight gone. Nothin new, just swooning you, straight fawn.

R.36

She's winter chill, cool breeze real, head above the clouds where the cool beans spill. Arms interlocked, heavy passion sets the stills, bombshell on the block, steady fashion, drippin, trill. She lays waste to the fads, stay laced to dress and kill. Slays in grace, the right kind of bad, armor clad in the way she wills. Forever beamin.

R.34

She raises your spirits like the Aurora sky waves, boxed in Pandora heart locked unfazed. Pulsating time clock tocks all praise. Forward fashion frequency, mesmerizing amaze. Contours, physique on fleek, fortune flaves. Yoga flame chic, surfin Aladdins sheets, soul bae. Endorphins got me like weak, yay yay. Bump, cries, sleep the emoji way. Nay.

R.32

Visual beam bless, portrayals of a young queen yes, I must confess, guilty pleasures sorta like cunilingus, stimulants what with how you dress. Wet work visionaire, metaphysical breed that's rare. One in a wonder, lost, reppin that under, sauce. Be bout it bout it with the clout, never hesitant bout the floss. Neon purple dank locks, swervin ocean current posh, winter sultry sinister culture shock, american made foreign throb. Ransacked heart, thank God, for yellow dreams in a bod. Manifested clearly she dearly robs.

R.17

Noir, no irie, bon jour, majestic sightings. Jaws floored, my lips are biting. Wardrobe award, a bit exciting. Eyes through an image evoke a feeling, no less than enticing. The world around your fore, be blessed, it's more inviting. Lookin right, face forward, nudge to the left, all perfect timing. Glamour galore, a bit like death, black out, it's so confiding. You make it so easy for the lore, so much so, take this as to your liking. All Saints points to an angel, more like a guys queen. So let us all explore how much you adore, the best yet to expect most likely. Coming from a girl like you, the next epic outing. Applause to your team and more, excellence in bouting, best of the best, ain't no one's doubting.

R.14

Gully ass gal with that sully sudden style, muddy ass pals with that click clack shootin growl. Stacks of photos, digital wall facts of pro pose. Lit as wax I suppose so. She so sass O lord knows. Crescent moon shades, forever essence a loomin spade. Her sets a lesson of gettin paid, makin money portraying her natural ways. Fvck session is out the question, soap play. Foes lessen she beckons who, what want fade. I bet the best bet is the present, swoon, hot she got grade. Face to face is what me ought say.

R.13

She's on another level, mind you she squads the rebels, so sincere and dear say hello she devil. Rosy fvck rose pedals, woesy so she sews em seams down stilettos, whoa she throw them mean ass m.o's. Motives loud as treble, bezel bout that yen dough. No amount will bend though, unlimited game no pretendo. Woke up, wolvin boss bold. Woven gold emboss soul. She takes you higher than what life holds, it might as well be life's goals. She soaks in that sight, heavy glow. A throne for the night, herself, a dope abode.

R.11

She got bows on her feet, kicks imported on fleek, weather or whether, her purpose is the streets, fashionably chic, eighty two percent freak. Whenever her blog speaks, she's destined for greatness week over week. Don't mind the madness that is each in that we seek, the heart is hell, not for those who are often weak. Bob and tell, the apple isn't so reeked. Mobbin' BLZ, flashback forward modern 70's heat. Wavin' that flame, she's got that passion beyond game, it's a lifestyle,  nothing in it is preached.

R.8

Organic framework, body bag the game hurts, she's a photo filther, one hit or miss her. Fame buck, sleighin dead paper tucked, pin stripe luck with some sass in her strut. Walkin the lane like Santa slangin cane, every which way she goes, taking dames by the woe, cold game. Makin moves by the moments, stitchin svelte suave frames. Doin damage with her name, all day, passion slain.

R.7

Sitting sideways with your back against the pack. 3 piece suits with a matchin face facts. Drippin game, sway to the wave, underwater trap. She goes in on the snaps twittin hard flash daps. Film noir, slim core, body by design, fashion euphore got looks for tours. Model game on point, shakin shots with a metaphor. Like gaze in these eyes, take a gander at these downpour. Fret not, she bounces back more chords, like a play in a book four scores.

R.6

She got a thang for black, heart of a trap, go gettin got it body drop more shades than a shop. She goes hard in life, harder than hard off white, multiplying faces when you see her robbin the light. Framed up from the game, change clothes like a hobby, mvp to the name. Slang looks bookin crooks, revolvin lobby shakin shit shooks. Bang bang.

R.5

It's crazy how time flies, how the look in your eyes wide, who the next in line ride by, why perpetual alibis keep getting high. Who'da thought it was a battle between you and I, one must falter to be at fault in disguise. Breakdowns and mad frowns asks the very questions why. Shakedowns, subtle sad mounds can break ice with a pound, eye for an eye.

R.4

I can't teach you how to be a man, no fam, what I can do is give you a path to pursue. Remind me why the road splits in two, tell me how the clock work, run it back see how that works. Before there was a stage, how yo life like on them pages, why you out there makin' waves, put this blueprint right there in the yay. Move this pendulum back and forth, see me grillin' through them rails, you don't want to sacrifice yourself to see who rangin' bells. 

R.3

Gassed, sassafras fast, clarity climb pass heart race, gasp. Breathe, inhale class, grade A1 grass, laugh. Pass, puff, drag that note, endo grasps, adrenaline dope meet no hope, soulful clash. Brazen boys raisin' noise, sway to the wave, opulence and poise, no crass. Lackin' negatives, no need, all trash. Sackin' sedatives, sow seeds, claws on a dash. Flatline.

Kovalli Khufa

Complexion, straight dairy, woven together from Ares, you knock back anythang in sight, offerings like Ceres. Original, bold daring, eye strain, you cast red herrings, attention away from looks, you might call that rose pairings. Love to the death of it, no swearing. What mean to you, I wear it, express no less, object to press, surface up straight seraph.

R.1

Tattoo tears cause she just slayed the zigen who loved her, 9 tails, you know who you are, rockin' BLZ, MY VL.. Skraight heaven thus far, features, flexin', beamin', settin' up the scene 'in.. Steppin' to the reason to be city seizin', she leanin', body on point like God been schemin'.. Fvck demons be like you may or make my season, drillin' time play boy deep end.. It depends if you give a fvck, me, I'm just being..Gratis