Queen Key - 321 Lyrics

Lyrics 321 by Queen Key.
Shit
Hello, it's your soulful bitch (Queen)
Nah

Nigga eat pussy like it's Thanksgiving
Talk 'bout me, but your bitch ain't winning
Talk 'bout me, but your wrist ain't ringing
I'm a real bitch, I'ma handle my business (Handle my business)
Nigga, I'm woke, I wanna lay up
Pay thousand pounds, I wanna cake up
All my time nigga wanna take up
Bitch crossed that land, I wanna make up (No, no, no, no, no)
Trip to the bank and my shit don't stain (And my shit don't stain)
I don't give a fuck what a bitch gon' think (What a bitch gon' think)
Nigga MP and you gon' thank
And you sippin' on drip and sippin' on drank
I'm a round bitch from the head to the toe
Talkin' that shit, make 'em hear to the stove
Take, take a nigga money, make come here 'til it's over
And a lil bitch on a best, on a boat
I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT
Where you wanted that? I put it on your throat
I'm cold, but it's summer so I ain't got a cold
Queen Key killin' shit, murder she wrote
Queen Key possible murder she go
Queen Key just murder these hoes
Okay, I'ma kill all these bitches
I get in like "I'm bad, I'ma reel all these bitches"
If it ain't 'bout money, I don't feel that, bitch
Nigga, where your mom? I'ma be on that bitch
I ain't with the drama, I seal that bitch
Half that, ho, I peel that bitch
Yeah, I'm your mom, that real savage
He be in now like a real cabbage

Hmm, this shit too lazy
I can never stop 'cause these bitches made me
I be makin' hits for me, I'ma save it
All I need is a blunt and a fuckin' Fiji, bitch, I'm the fuckin' Queen Key
Dummy
Have a nice day