Boo!
I shine like it’s chrome
These b#tches wanna know
How I keep on a roll
I smoke it like a poem
Double G’s on my clothes
Don’t do what I’m supposed to
My stretch marks, I show
So you see all my chrome
I did what I had to do (Do)
Got dirt on my Gucci Boots (Boots)
Take L’s, but I’m winning too (Too)
Stretch thin, I’ma see it through (Through)
Swing hard ’cause I know the ropes (Ropes)
Talk sh#t, now they taking notes (Notes)
No deals, I’m already home (Home)
Checkbook Records, at our own (Check, Check)
Open up the gates
Qveen is throwing shade
Tired and underrated
I wanna be overpaid
Can’t take no more of the same
Change the f#cking game
Suggestion, if I may
Let v#ginas reign
Jump through the fire
And I go off the deep end
Dolce Gabbana on my shade
Lookin’ chic and tints on my Tesla
So you can’t even see them
Might take the jet to Saint-Tropez
For the weekend
I shine like it’s chrome
These b#tches wanna know
How I keep on a roll
I smoke it like a poem
Double G’s on my clothes
Don’t do what I’m supposed to
My stretch marks, I show
So you see all my chrome
Shit, quick! I had to get a therapist
To guilt trip the journey to a badder b#tch
A growth spurt, I’m walkin’ with these fashion t#ts
I shapeshift, he thought it was a magic trick
I got enough sauce cookin’
Can’t imagine how you need twenty-one writers on track to bounce
That’s why the whole thing sounded really watered down
Who got the bigger clout is when the tour announce?
Open up the gates
Qveen is throwing shade
Tired and underrated
I wanna be overpaid
Can’t take no more of the same
Change the f#cking game
Suggestion, if I may
Let v#ginas reign
Day ones, I’m so grateful
That you still wanna rock me
Keep steady feeding like a damn Tamagotchi
Spit like I’m speaking to her soul, she’s responding well
Now, her boyfriend’s says she’s getting kinda bossy (Uh-uh-uh)
She getting kinda bossy (Bossy, ooh; ooh!)
She getting kinda bossy (She getting kinda bossy, owe!)
That b#tch is kinda bossy (b#tch is kinda bossy!)
(b#tch is kinda bossy!)
I shine like it’s chrome
These b#tches wanna know
How I keep on a roll
I smoke it like a poem
Double G’s on my clothes
Don’t do what I’m supposed to
My stretch marks, I show
So you see all my chrome
So you see, see all my chrome
(You see, you see)
Let my stretch marks show
Everywhere I go
(You see, you see)
So you see I’m comfortable (Yeah)
Let my stretch marks show
Everywhere I go
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