Queen

Only on them C′s if it's breeze (Uh-oh, uh-oh)Red Ruby Da Sleeze, Chinese on my sleeve

These wannabe Chun-Li′s, anyway, 你好 (Nǐ Hǎo, uh-oh)

Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (Uh-oh, ooh)

I knew these bitches was slow, I ain't know these bitches senile (Ooh)

Married a shooter case you niggas tried to breathe loud (Brr-brr)

Boom your face off, then I tell him, "Cease fire"

I'm the AB side (Ha)

Seven hundred on them horses, when we fixin′ to leave (Uh-oh, uh-oh)

But I don′t fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves

(Uh-oh, uh-oh)

Gotta be careful when I dip, it's flips all in the whips

It′s forties with thirty clips, FN's with the switch

Guacamole with the taco, waitin′ on El Chapo

Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe

Bad gyal don't die-die-die

Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta

Real one nigga shot-ter-ter

She my lil′ vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah

Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah

Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah

Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me

You know what to do if yuh eva miss me

Miss me with that na-na-na-na-na-na-na

I stay with my na-na-na-na-na-na-na

His ex hit him, he like "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na"

He want the bad gyal sleeze like that

Well, I′m a tease like that

Ill na-na-na-na-na-na-na

He told me bring him that

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na

We don′t be Karen like Donna na na na na na

I love it when he grab my cheeks like that

Why I'm a freak like that?

Bad gyal don′t die-die-die

Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta

Real one nigga shot-ter-ter

She my lil' vibe, my lil′ ah-ah-ah

Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah

Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah

Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me

You know what to do if yuh eva miss me

When the Queen leave, bitches wanna come out like a cockroach

Until I′m cookin' in the kitchen like a pot roast

That new Spectre, we don't fill pot holes

Dorito bitches, mad that they nachos

Shout out my vatos

Shout out da hoes that′s watching me like Movados

(Click, click, click)

All them botched face photos, why would you post those?

Make a gyal duppy since I heard you like my ghost hoes

Big truck but, I′m alone like Post though

Call Malone and tell him I'm going postal

These bitches rapping like my blooper roll

Desert eagle if your nigga acting super bold

(Got ′em, got 'em) Got ′em like "Uh-oh"

Gun fingers like niggas doing the bogle, ya' fuckin′ bozo

That forty Cal a make 'em dance like a go-go

Super Fakks, that's word to Super Cat

We ah rude gyal youth and we nuh tek back we chat!

′Cause bitches couldn′t walk in my Crcos, that's word to Dundee

Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy

Man these bitches so slow man they slower than sloths

Six-hundred horse, how you gone catch the boss?

Caught ′em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce

Thierry Mugler flow tryna cut the cloth

See the difference is I run businesses

If I ain't employ you, then what yo business is?

I′ll have staff roll up like what the business is?

"Oh you don know that my niggas kill witnesses?"

Bad gyal don't die-die-die

Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta

Real one nigga shot-ter-ter

She my lil′ vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah

Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah

Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah

Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me

You know what to do if yuh eva miss me

If you want me to stay

I′ll never leave

If you want me to stay

We′ll always be

If you want me to stay

I'll never leave

If you want me to stay