Black Queen (feat. Moma Gabbana)

Three tone chain, two tone watch, two tone drop

Oh my god, he too hot, he too hot

I stashed a million, forgot all about it

And let that shit rot

Rich crack baby, Mama and Daddy

Both used to smoke rocks

Rich crack baby now I'm smokin' kush

With my Momma and my Daddy on a yacht

Same hood fucked my Momma and Daddy up

I made a million off of that block

Yeah I stay into it with that ****

But this hustlin' shit come from my pops

You gave me a hard life but I aint trippin' tho

Cause it made me a star

Pull up at the club buy the bar (Yeah)

And I don't even drink, I drink raw

(Ha) Aye came in with a check on these bitches

You know I'ma flex on these bitches

Blue rocks 'round my neck on these bitches

Blue racks, I'm obsessed with these bitches

VS's they bitin', they vicious

Blue Rollie cost me 150

Slidin' dolo with my 30 with me

And my chocolate bitch my Hershey kisses

Freshest **** in the whole vicinity

Fake friends worst than real enemies

**** from school be like “Remember me?”

Nah ****, did I sell you some weed?

I buy what I want and what I need

Why you spend all that money on jewelry?

Even though you was a crack fiend Mama

You gave birth to a trap king Mama

You gon' always be my trap queen Mama (Damn)

I mean always be my black queen Mama

I love you to death, it is what it is

Shit so crazy you look just like my kids

You had me shootin' dice when I was six

Then I started smokin' before I was ten

You and my Daddy you made a trap baby

I been cutting all of these **** off lately

Throw 50 racks, watch all the strippers go crazy

No money involved and I don't got the patience

I'm like LeBron, can't shit stop me

I was by myself, they was eight deep when they shot me

I smell pussy, I smell pussy

Sitting in a Rolls Royce smoking a blunt of cookies

I woke up this morning and put on all Chanel

I still got my plug on standby and my scale

I still got my plug on standby and my scale

I still got my plug on standby and my scale (And my scale, and my scale)

Three tone chain, two tone watch, two tone drop

Oh my god, he too hot, he too hot

I stashed a million forget all about it

And let that shit rot

Rich crack baby Mama and Daddy

Both used to smoke rocks

Rich crack baby now I'm smokin kush

With my Momma and my Daddy on a yacht

Same hood fucked my Momma and Daddy up

I made a million off of that block

Yeah, I stay into it with that ****

But this hustlin' shit come from my Pops

You gave me a hard life but I aint trippin' tho

Cause it made me a star