QUEEN Lyrics

I be fucking with niggas with riches

Might invite my bitches

I turn a nigga to a genie, he gon' grant my wishes

I see you got yo' maid outfit on like you always do

So hoe, why is you here? Go and do the dishes

SoHo with Rojo hair, might nair just to turn up my bitches

Imagine that, I'm getting racks

My opps broke, social distance

Hoes be thinking they as fly as me,

Well, that's a lie to me

Just got picked up in a uber from yo' nigga, probably

I get paid for every word coming out of my mouth

You get money? Girl please, you be all on the couch

I'm hitting numbers and they don't understand everyone counts

I'm in ya city, getting jiggy with ya nigga, getting litty

He be rubbing on my titties and we all in ya house

They do anything for cheese like a lil bitty mouse

She gon' open up her mouth for a lil bit of clout

Let him fuck me now he feel like he the king of the south

Bitch, I'm the queen of the south

Let, Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me now he feel like he the king of the south

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me

Let him fuck me now he feel like he the king of the south