Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Akbar V
Akbar V
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Valerie Raven
Valerie Raven
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Staxx
Josh Staxx
Producer
Brizzy On Da Beat
Brizzy On Da Beat
Producer
Dillon Lawter
Dillon Lawter
Engineer

Lyrics

What make me the Queen
Is that I’m gonna be a real bitch by any means
And keep my lace front cute and talk my shit, I’m slaying things (talk yo shit suh')
And never let up on these sucka' **** holdin' things, dick I mean (why they holding all that shit)
What make me the Queen
Is that the real bitches salute me when I’m on the scene (Salute)
I represent for all the bitches that done been through things
And if I take you through the A, know you good with me (You good with me shawty)
That’s why I’m the Queen
Im my city top five, ride with me like do or die
Got these bitches traumatized
My pipes don’t bust when that pressure applied
I stand tall for them real bitches that make way when the well dries (salute)
So who you think they banking on
Top back and my brain gone (missing)
bitch you know my reign strong
I got it out the mud, ain’t even ask for help
And you know I got real mob ties, like Frank Sanatra here (Omerta)
Bitches never liked me but no bitch can’t get no straighten here
They thought that crown would fall when they put me out sucking dick this year
But you know I reigned on , money talk like ​hey Holmes
Bitch you ain’t no big dog if you can’t put your whole team on
I did a lot of shit up in these streets, can’t be forgiven
Just pray that God with me and I pray I keep winning
All hail the Queen when I come through
No 21 game, I’m savage too
Y’all bitches out bringing up old shit like a plungy bitch
I feel bad for you
You might suck the dick when the rent is due
But I’m a boss, I’m gonna stand on two
And I show them slimes in my hood they can do it too(talk heavy Ak)
Never need a King to give agreeance
I can wear the crown
Built Ford tough, but I could never drive a Taurus 'round
Ask Marlo, ask Plug, ask Baby, ask Thug
Still the hardest in my city
You know them real ones show me love
Tell me that you love me, but don’t tell me you gonna risk it all
Bitches holding T.I.P of dick, I wish you’d knock it off
Cook, clean, twerk, and suck dick, but still hold down the South
So tell them punk bitches keep my name out they fucking mouth
To my future queens
Never let up, you gotta chase your dreams
Fuck that ​drama be bout yo' cream (fuck it)
Bitches can’t walk a mile in these
Always keep that pussy clean, and only real ones should be on your team 48 of laws
If he broke don’t drop your drawls, just get that mouth How you let that **** fuck you and he can’t feed you?
How you claim to be a boss bitch but let him beat you ?
How you claim to be the Queen when you don’t write yo' features ? (how)
Ask you to recite a line, you bitches get amnesia
I’m the Queen dear, no room for a broke peer
Bum bitches can’t come here, real bitches always near
No matter how they kick you down, you never shed a tear
Just focus on your focus, baby this is your year
(ATL)
Written by: Valerie Raven
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