Crown ft. Jayling, Soufside Ling, Sol & Valentine Vaughan Lyrics

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I guess they mad that we got these crowns on our heads

Yeah them hoes angry, yup they seeing red

They claim they coming for blood, but a bitch never bled

I ain't talking Nene, but I said what I said

Yeah the lyrics corrects, bitch you read what you read

I said these hoes mad that we got these crowns on our heads

It's not about the dollar bills, no, I'll be just fine

I just want my respect and what's mine

It's not about you bowing down

We're all royal now

We deserve our crowns

Yo, I just want the Mazi

Pull up on the mall drop a band, kamikaze

Little cute clothes for my dogs, they all Versace

Any n**** want this more, then tell them they got to stop me

VVS's, I want my shit gleaming

Old teacher tripped, I want that hoe cleaning

Don't want head unless the bitch seamless

Then I'm all for the dome like bitches with quick weave ins

When the roll out, rolls out

I'm trying to go and cop a jet

bring the Royce out

Have them go and get the Busters, cause the ghost out

Way I'm burning through the bread, call it toast now

No jokes now

It's not about the dollar bills, no, I'll be just fine

I just want my respect and what's mine

It's not about you bowing down

We're all royal now

We deserve our crowns

V said we royal now, but we been that

Legs, hips, body, why you know he want to bend that

Nay bitch need to ask, I look like I spend that

Bae got switchers now, so you know that he gone spin that

I ain't never cared bout being popular

They clocking me, watching me, binocular

They want to know how we move, how we do that there

Don't touch, that's expensive, yeah my crown my hair

Get with the winning team, or stay over there

Pull up OD, I'm with Zoey, make my top disappear

They ain't seen no shit like this, so they stop and stare

These bitches hot, I wash them off like they put on Nair

It's not about the dollar bills, no, I'll be just fine

I just want my respect and what's mine

It's not about you bowing down

We're all royal now

We deserve our crowns

Turning all the heads when walk inside of the building

Aphrodite in Versace, the way I'm keeping it dripping

I get my chips and then I dip, they see me eating and grilling

If you really got a problem then fuck however you feeling

Wake up in the morning, hit my phone like hello

Rare, Smithsonian, Smith like Willow

Real fresh prince no princess pillow

Watching my thrones can't find them on Zillow

Respect the crown before I have to get violent

N***** running plays and starting wars, with no Heisman

Get the royal court, get the team get the linemen

Put Barbie with Ken, like Zoey you know I'm in

It's not about the dollar bills, no, I'll be just fine

I just want my respect and what's mine

It's not about you bowing down

We're all royal now

We deserve our crowns

They want my crown, they like give it here

Zoey at the top Sia, call me chandelier

I'm a bad bitch, King Charles, Cavalier

If I tell my n**** get yjem, he gone pull some strings like a puppeteer

Anyways, I'm wavy

He said babe you thick like gravy

They my sons, so I'm acting shady

You couldn't touch my crown if you paid me

Uh, money popping out my rubber band

Out in Miami, yeah I'm finally catch a summer tan

He been bopping to my raps, he been a fan

Wonder why his raps neverland, and I ain't talking bout Peter-pan

Oops, I did it again, Brittney

Sipping Belvedere, bitch you on that Pink Whitney

Ghost on the hair, and the nails by Sydney

Bitch I been bad since Disney had made Mickey

Let's see, they copy that is what gets me

I love my sisters down shoutout to Treasure and Lexi

Got to keep it cute, never mute, always sexy

Shoutout to Saditty, Q, and Glam, they my besties

Those cute, Zoey is that Bottega?

Yes babe, light work, sort of like a feather

Bars for life, tell them write me a letter

Where my mac and cheese bitch, I'm all about my cheddar

Went hard on the album bitch, no holding back

Ain't no pity for me hoe, don't cut no slack

Tried to tell them to come out, but hoes holding back

Kings and queens only things that's on this track

Bars for days, Nelle extended my verse

If they want to be like Zoey, make sure they rehearse

If I tell him don't hold back, bullets will be dispersed

Maleficent with this curse, and it can't be reversed

I know they mad I got this crown on my head

They frustrated they can't get ahead of me

Crown

Build-A-Zo

Zoey