Young Dolph, Moma Gabbana - Black Queen lyrics

Then we was at rehearsal
I'm like, "I ain't gon' be in here all night"
Y'all motherfuckers been learnin' this shit
Go home left in your A class, I'm out hah

Three-tone chain, two-tone watch
Two-tone drop
Oh my God, he too hot, he too hot
I stashed a million
Forgot all about it and let the shit rot
Rich crack baby
Mama and daddy both used to smoke rocks
Rich crack baby
Now I'm smokin' kush with my mom
And daddy on a yacht
Same hood fucked my mom and daddy up
I made a million off of that block
Yeah, I stay into it with that nigga
But this hustlin' shit come from my pops
You gave me a hard life
But I ain't trippin', though
'cause it made me a star

Pull up at the club, buy the bar, yeah
And I don't even drink, I drink raw hah, ayy
Came in with a check on these bitches
You know I'ma flex on these bitches
Blue rocks 'round my neck on these bitches
Blue racks, I'm obsessed with these bitches
VSs, they bitin', they vicious
Blue Rollie cost me one-fifty
Slidin' dolo with my 30 with me
And my chocolate bitch, my Hershey's Kisses
Freshest nigga in the whole vicinity
Fake friends worse than real enemies
Niggas from school be like, "Remember me?"
Nah, nigga, did I sell you some weed?
I buy what I want and what I need
"Why you spend all that money on jewelry?"
Even though you was a crack fiend, mama
You gave birth to a trap king, mama, hah
You gon' always be my trap queen, mama, damn
I mean always be my Black queen, mama
I love you to death, it is what it is
Shit so crazy, you look just like my kids
You had me shootin' dice when I was six
Then I started smokin' before I was ten
You and my daddy, y'all made a trap baby
I been cuttin' all of these niggas off lately
Throw fifty racks
Watch the strippers go crazy
No money involved
Then I don't got the patience
I'm like LeBron, can't shit stop me
I was by myself, they was eight
Deep when they shot me, hah
I smell pussy, I smell pussy
Sittin' in the Rolls-Royce smokin'
A blunt of Cookies
I woke up this morning and put on all Chanel
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
Hah, yeah

Three-tone chain, two-tone watch
Two-tone drop
Oh my God, he too hot, he too hot
I stashed a million
Forgot all about it and let the shit rot
Rich crack baby
Mama and my daddy both used to smoke rocks
Rich crack baby
Now I'm smokin' kush with my mom
And daddy on a yacht
Same hood fucked my mom and daddy up
I made a million off of that block
Yeah, I stay into it with that nigga
But this hustlin' shit come from my pops
Gave me a hard life, but
I ain't trippin', though
'cause it made me a star