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QUEENS CROWN
341
Hip-Hop/Rap
QUEENS CROWN was released on June 19, 2026 by Interscope Records as a part of the album WHACK'S MUSEUM
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
LabelInterscope Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Songwriter
Kenete Simms
Kenete Simms
Songwriter
Mario Dragoi
Mario Dragoi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenete Simms
Kenete Simms
Recording Engineer, Producer, Executive Producer
Mario Luciano
Mario Luciano
Producer
Hank Byerly
Hank Byerly
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Yang
Ryan Yang
Mastering Engineer, Assistant Mixing Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Tim Glover
Tim Glover
Executive Producer
Johnny Montina
Johnny Montina
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
December feels like a summer night 
There's been a change of plans, **** mad that I done right
You call to check on me but you still need some money, right?
With all the gems I drop, no wonder my stomach tight
There's some food for thought, go 'head take another bite
You at a loss for words 'cause you feel like I won at life
Check the Hall of Fame, my name on the upper right
Officer, I'm the ticket ,so that's why I be running lights
When **** wanted war I knew better and wanted life
I won't shame you **** but I'm sure that ya mother might
I spit the realest shit, shoutout to my brother Mike
Crophone, she ain't even like that, what's the sudden hype?
[Verse 2]
No, ya fans leaving, the game's over
I got this good from discussions with J Hova
I wish me and such and such coulda stayed closer
I bob headshots, **** chose to aim lower
Shorty got a grudge, she mad 'cause ain't know her
Hit the studio, animal, I ain't Noah
Flood the streets with heat, ask Skeei, I'm a flame thrower
Attention ya paid closer, you need a make over
I'll send my maid over, Whack God take over
Hermes umbrellas, alll the people I reign over
I was just talking to Jane Golden, she told me I need a mural
I told her add a S !
[Verse 3]
Philly known as the realest state
When you this rare, **** know we got shit at steak
48 laws, me and Skrilla some love birds
It's rare in the city, get the cream like custard
I'ma die a legend, I swear like cuss words
I'ma leave my mark, yeah-yeah, like Zuckerberg
Meta Ray-Bans wasn't out when I first started
Wallo told me shorty ain't shit, she just farted
[Verse 4]
I could probably count on one hand ya age, girl
I ain't ever spend no time on ya page girl
Took so many shots but somehow i'm unharmed
Use my words as weapons, i'm unarmed
You ain't got one charm, spaghetti with no parm
How you the goat ? You ain't even got no farm
That might not land, ****, know that i'm fly still
You know I'm the trut, but you choose to lie still
You should just lie still ,yeah, like play dead
Female dog, yeah, we ball like shaved heads
You got a made bed ,we just shake heads
You are just copy, yeah-yeah, survey said
Pace yourself !!
Written by: Kenete Simms, Mario Dragoi, Tierra Whack
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