Queen & Slim ft. Coco Lyrics

Can tell you want it

I can peep it in your style

Got it from your mama

Cause your dad wasn't around

You seen a spot where you could enter

The way you stole my heart, girl it was simple

The night that my Papa died

You was by my side

Just talking me through my tears

You a ride or die

This ain't liquor up in my cup

Baby, I'm sippin' love

Intoxicated, I'm driftin'

What you put in my system

Put it on the Bible

When you talk you tell the whole truth

Treat this shit like trial

You Can defend it how you want to

Know we gon' be guilty all this pleasure I put on you

We don't need no judge or no jury

What they gon' do?

First of all

Let me plead my case, I'm

Not ashamed of all these claims, I

Saw you first

But something inside me said, Chill

Don't Need evidence everything that you're saying is real

A couple shots up in Deep Ellum got us here

Saw you watchin' cross the room and it was clear

If this love is criminal

Then baby they can charge me

Partners in crime until the end

That's what we gon' be

Put it on the Bible

When you talk, you tell the whole truth

Treat this shit like trial

Can defend it how you want to

Know we gon' be guilty

All this pleasure I put on you

We don't need no judge or no jury

What they gon' do

Put it on the Bible

When I talk, I tell the whole truth

Take this shit to trial

I'll defend it how I want to

Know we gon' be guilty

All this pleasure I put on you

Nigga, I'm the judge and the jury

What you gon' do

Girl you got me

But I swear I thought you

Okay then, fuck it

Well fuck it

Fuck it

This is ain't no Bonnie and Clyde shit

Off the whim

Locked in this thing forever

We more like Queen & Slim

So if an opp slides down

Will you hold my bullets

My finger already on the trigger

Tell me to pull it