Queen Cruel Lyrics

Fuck all these niggas I don't need nobody

I got all yo niggas he be touching on my body

Do I know your nigga he could be my hoe prolly (right)

Wanna ride with me then I know you seeing molly

Eyeing all the people that be lurking in the hallways

Cleansed all the demons you should get em' back on Friday (aye)

Hopped on yo nigga and I copped a new bag

Riding on my nigga he be slappin' on my ass

Money coming in yeah I get that shit fast

You a basic bitch I don't care if you mad

Carry all your problems I can see your bags sag

Hating on me can't even pop a tag

I'm hating all the problems yeah I'm feeling really bad

I'm at the club and I spent a couple thou

Bitch I am drunk eat me out right now

Wanna come and see me coming out right now

Leather on my body got my tits saying wow

Got yo' nigga looking and he won't close his mouth

Bitch I am drunk and he finna eat me out

Where the bad bitches had to come down south

Where all the money had to take it up north

Pockets real full I don't even need a lunch

Owens on my feet and he took me out to brunch

Eating on my body yeah I think that he a munch

Cash app ringing slap a nigga in his blouse

Beat on a nigga then kick em' out my house

Ducking from the scene hunting tricks like a scout

Flying to the west cop a bag then I'm out

Nigga wanna see me then he better cash me out

I'm on a roll and I'm rolling on a bag

City looking pretty can't believe a hoe mad

You ain't bag chaser you ain't getting to the bag

Laying on Miyake and he just popped the tag

Never wait in line bad bitch pop out

Asking for the money bitch you better trap out

Talking all that shit damn you better close your mouth

Can't back it up damn we pulled up to your house

Bringing out the pussy damn I'm moving like a mouse

Wanna be wife but I don't need a spouse

Nigga so sexy got satin on the blouse

Ash in his hand then I don't hear him out

Bitches hang around cause they looking for the clout

Sheets so fresh got em' smelling like Gain

Eating pussy good got me feeling like Wayne

Let the demon go they gone call me insane

I'm on a jet while you riding on a plane

Stamps on my book DND I'm on a lunch

Talking all the deals while I'm sitting out at brunch

Shitting on you bitches and it's feeling like a rush

Titties bouncing up damn I made your nigga blush

Look me in my eye now he wanna feel my touch

I wanna ride getting high I'm going up

Jealousy they feeling got the shield going up

Bitches steady stalking but you wanna go up

Energy you sending bitch I wanna throw it up

Sick ass bitch got a demon in your gut

Envy that you beaming bitch your feening for a hug

I don't give no love to a hating ass hoe

Stick to what is safe and stick to what you know

You a dumb hoe need to put down the blow

Talking in my ear like you seen what I know

Look around the room and hoes looking mad

Pockets real full why a hoe looking sad

Hoes need me I'm kinda like a dad

Checking on my progress got her heart feeling bad

Beating on the beat and I'm beating on the drum

Beating on my pussy damn a nigga make me cum

Thumbing through the money I'm a need a new thumb

I'm looking fly while you bitches looking dumb

Fuck about the money is you finna give me some

Talking online then you see me and you run

Running through your mind I'm the light I'm the sun

30 inch bundles while you walking around with bun

Walk around with bun bitch you looking like a bum

Looking like a bum bitch I'm finna make you run

Make a hoe scared got her shaking to my song

Body giving body so I'm finna wear my thong

Is it real thick or is it real long

Should I dye it red or should I dye it blonde

Other side of the world and the flight is really long

Pressing on my body baby you is not the one

Or the two

Or the three

Or the four

Or the five

Or the six

Cause I'm ten

I'm ten