RIP The Queen Lyrics

Got hoes, they all in my phone (phone)

Bad bitch pull up, I take off her thong

And guess what, if she talk back, I send her home

And my niggas kick doors, they do not ding dong

Chrome Hearts on the hood, I smoke a big wood

I'll really take a pussy nigga right off

I walk in the store, I don't care about the cost

Bitch, I'm clean, get between, niggas think that I'm floss

And my bitch pussy super wet just like VOSS

And my motherfucking pockets fat like Rick Ross (Rick Ross)

I don't got nothing to lose for sure

Don't care if we get seen, I kick the front door (doh)

It's so many methods for me to get dough (doh)

And your fucking girlfriend, she said that I'm dope (doh)

When I do shows, she'll be in my front row

We gon' fuck on my backseats, I love this hoe

Gucci print snakes, they stay on my clothes

I'm fucking kidding, I'm rocking Rick Owens

I'm on vacation, I'm with the Samoans

Must be a baby with these fits I'm throwing (damn)

You cannot go band for band with me

Cause everything you do, I do it times three

I sip the lean so it's purple my pee (piss)

I keep on going, I can't fill my greed

I'm stuffing my pockets, it's full of the green

Vivienne Westwood, RIP the real queen

I'm smoking on boof, I laugh like a goof

Yeah, my life some shit that you've never seen (never)

Spent multiple bands on a pair of jeans (raver)

I said "I'm in love," she said, "what that mean" (huh?)

I don't got nothing to lose for sure

Don't care if we get seen, I kick the front door (doh)

It's so many methods for me to get dough (doh)

And your fucking girlfriend, she said that I'm dope (doh)

When I do shows, she'll be in my front row

We gon' fuck on my backseats, I love this hoe

Gucci print snakes, they stay on my clothes

I'm fucking kidding, I'm rocking Rick Owens

I'm on vacation, I'm with the Samoans

Must be a baby with these fits I'm throwing