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Baddest She a queen of the palace But she drivin' me psycho Ya that ain't fair, no it ain't fair, no Baddest She a queen of the palace But she drivin' me psycho Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Yeah, yeah You can't hit us, yuh Got that god armor Yuh, yuh You can't be us, yuh Got that drip on us Yuh, yuh I know she suck good, she bad for my head I'ma cut her off instead Nigga wanna talk? He get hit with this lead Ca-can't get out of bed Can't get out of bed Walk with a pole, you best watch where you step He talkin' shit, he keep talk at his neck Choppa gonna hit in his gut now he dead Now he dead, too much money, can't count, I'ma spread He talkin' 'bout he just walk with a vest That don't mean nothing I aim at your head Damn, bitch we been plottin' in Bitch, we takin' shots like we Ja Morant Ja Morant, I been takin' shots at 12 Designer cologne, this Gucci, Prada, smell Damn, like we top your shit Yuh, we gon' talk our shit I don't chat, I like to talk with a blick I got more guap, then I'm robbing your shit Damn, we gon' rock that shit Yuh, finna drop a hit Paparazzi chop the way I crop at his clique You would think I'm blind, the way I walk with a stick You can't hit us, yuh Got that god armor Yuh, yuh You can't be us, yuh Got that drip on us Yuh, yuh Yuh, uh, whoa, whoa Yuh, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Uh, whoa Feel like I'm tied in a rope This shit from heart this shit ain't wrote I'm crazy I know it off of my dome Yeah we goin' gold You would think I'm blind, the way I walk with a stick Way I walk with a stick Gotta bag a hoe, I hit it quick, then I dip Hit it quick, then I dip Whipped it out, shawty knew it was big Yeah, she knew it was big Give a fuck about your song? We knew it was mid You ain't better, yeah we know you a bitch Todo the way that my, huh- Todo the way that my chop' got a switch It gon' clap, it gon' aim at ya lid Empty the clip straight in ya ribs Empty the clip when I'm walkin' up Covid-19, the Glock made him cough it up If it ain't 'bout money, then no we won't chop it up Girl is hitting my line, she ain't hot enough, nah she ain't bad Give a fuck about a bitch, I'm just makin' my bag Ain't talkin' titties, I'm squeezing these racks Squeezing these- I-I-I be squeezing these racks Damn, we busy gettin' the bag I-I'm doing tricks, I pop off your head Got so many bodies, it's like Left 4 Dead Leave him impoverished, the way that I'm stealin' his bread Stealin' your bitch, she givin' me head Damn, oh, yuh, whoa I'm finna blow up like I am Ahsoka Bitch, I'm insane, like I am the Joker Stealin' your bitch, she wet like a soaker Hold up, hold up, bitch I gotta go focus Make it disappear like it Hocus Pocus Find your body down, deep in the ocean I'm gettin' hella bitches got the motion Bitch from the Bay and a bitch who Croatian I got a baddie who asian, huh Aw, nah yeah, we goin' crazy, huh You cannot diss me, lil bitch (yuh) You cannot even go faze me We make the way, yeah, lil bitch we pave it I follow my god, I'm makin' a haven You can't hit us, yuh Got that god armor Yuh, yuh You can't be us, yuh Got that drip on us You can't hit us, yuh Got that god armor Yuh, yuh You can't be us, yuh Got that drip on us