(I said that shit ain't how it's supposed to be)
(It's that personal space your bitch close to me)
(Gave her 26 letters she chose the D)
(I'm rockin' this shit I've been rockin this shit)
Alexander A-MC
QUEEN
I just been ridin' round town with my dog yeah
My twin (My twin)
I don't even like to go rap yeah, I like to sing
Look at this bang on my wrist it go
Look at this bang on my wrist it go bling
Look at my wrist it go wet like a sink
And we gon' pop like that
Hellcat with a Trackhawk like bitch like damn
This not no scat, and this lil hoe go fast
Saw you go broke and it's lokwey sad
Who is your bitch? Who is your mans?
One bitch where the trophy man?
Saying that you rich I don't know about that
I ain't even really worried, I ain't really worried,
I'm just really gone
I ain't even really worried bout another blunt, I'm already gone
Why you really tryna hate on a brown boy, I'm already on
You don't like what I said, Go ahead take your bitch ass home
Take your bitch ass home
Bitch I'm too high don't know what's goin' on
Bitch I'm too fly, Imma put that shit on
And I'm with my bro rollin' up we smoking strong
And if you see me rollin' up, I'm in my zone
And this bitch got my heart, Comme Des Garcons
Like I'm Destroy, bitch I do this alone
You a decoy, and I know you a clone
I ain't tryna waste your time
Why you tryna make it seem
Like I needed you? Lil' bitch you be lyin'
Why you broke and you pourin' a line?
Put in work, but I'm bout to resign
Put in work, money stackin' so high
You see my shirt, bitch I'm lookin' too fly
I deserve all the shit in your life
I deserve everything in my sight
That shit hurt, when you tellin' me lies
Hit the swerve and the curb I said bye
Yeah we booted up, in that big body high (In that big body high)
I said that shit ain't how it's supposed to be
It's that personal space your bitch close to me
Gave 26 letters she chose the D
I'm rockin' this shit I've been rockin' this shit
Alexander A-MC
QUEEN
I just been ridin' round town with my dog yeah
My twin (My twin)
I don't even like to go rap yeah, I like to sing
Look at this bang on my wrist it go
Look at this bang on my wrist it go bling
Look at my wrist it go wet like a sink
And we gon' pop like that
Hellcat with a Trackhawk like bitch like damn
This not no scat, and this lil hoe go fast
Saw you go broke and it's lokwey sad
Who is your bitch? Who is your mans?
One bitch where the trophy man?
Saying that you rich I don't know about that