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episodes - queen key lyrics

[intro]

queen!
“i’m actually diagnosed bipolar on paperwork.”
the f*ck?
“it’s been that way since like before i came to atlanta, so like 2012.”
mmm mmm
“2012/2013. i used to take medication before that.”
medication?
“but i didn’t like how the medicine made me feel so i stopped taking the medicine.”

(verse 1)

dumb b*tch, and that p*ssy weak. (weak ass h*ll)
got pregnant by a n*gga i set out, hoe, i know that p*ssy cheap. (cheap ass h*ll)
you woke up a real b*tch up for clout, you know that p*ssy sleep
b*tch ass n*gga know not to say nun’ to me, i’ll make that p*ssy leak
b*tch, you got sent off!
slow ass b*tch talkin’ bout a n*gga lеft me, dizzy ass b*tch, i bent off
told that b*tch n*gga “n*ggas gotta do what i say, or they ass gotta gеt lost.”
and i don’t take sh*t from no hoe, why these hoes even getting me p*ssed off?
and i don’t stop ‘til i win, b*tch go against me, hoe gon’ take a big loss!

(b*tches taking l after l)
period, b*tch gon’ take a big loss!
b*tch need to take big medication!
what the f*ck?!
b*tch
(get that b*tch meds!)
f*ck wrong with y’all, b*tch?
(verse 2)

you play the back, b*tch i play the front
i’m a real b*tch, your generic ass a stunt
b*tch, your basic ass
i hate i’m even treating y’all ass right now
i was tryna erase his ass
eater ass n*gga, gave him so much face, how the f*ck you face his ass?
you wanna eat on my sh*t too. (facts)
dirty ass b*tch, i wouldn’t f*ck you with a boot
i’m treating your ass all year, i don’t give a f*ck if you be mute
you’s a pick me b*tch and i’m the wrong b*tch to choose. (dumbass)
he’s a goofy n*gga, doing what goofy n*ggas do
but it’s b*tches like you, that make these n*ggas think it’s cool
death to you b*tches, that’s a motherf*cking fool
i just step to you b*tches, don’t need no motherf*cking crew

period, queen sh*t, b*tch
b*tch, you don’t know what the f*ck happened to the last security guard?
b*tch, if that’s yo baby daddy, i’m finna treat yo ass like i treated yo baby daddy b*tch!
(laughs)

(verse 3)

you a clown but you tryna clown a b*tch
like i said, you was eating d*ck up, and i was drowning sh*t
it’s a difference, b*tch, i never put my mouth around that b*tch
and that’s how i show my love b*tch, if i suck yo d*ck
in other words, i ain’t give a f*ck about that b*tch. (never cared)
b*tch! i got the f*ck from ‘round that b*tch
talking bout what a n*gga claim, your confused ass a lame
b*tch yo dumb ass missing a tooth, and yo dumb ass missing a brain
(b*tch) you thought you got off, but yo dumbass missed yo exit
ask yo baby daddy, i’ll treat a b*tch for breakfast
i’ll beat a b*tch for breakfast
beat a b*tch up out her necklace
take yo medication b*tch, before your ass be breathless
speaking on my kids? that’s a motherf*cking death wish
b*tch!
(b*tch!)
matter fact, i’m done with this
i need a whole ‘nother beat, i*i’m not even done
i got do a whole ‘nother song, b*tch, we doing this sh*t all year
f*ck it!
b*tch, eating sh*t up
i told yo stupid ass, b*tch, don’t speaking on my f*cking kids
you let a dumb ass n*gga send you off, b*tch
literally, sent yo stupid ass off the rails
dumb is h*ll. yo sister sent you off too b*tch!
why the f*ck was you even bringing this b*tch on yo show
you know this b*tch certified bipolar, all type of sh*t
queen sh*t, b*tch!

- queen key lyrics

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