Queen Talk - Jucee Froot

Yeah, hoe

Yeah, hoe

Yeah, hoe

Jucee

Loyal 100

Yeah, bitch

Yeah, bitch

Si-si-sipping on this sizzurp

Icy like the blizzard

Backwood, it ain’t no Swisher

He eat it like it’s dessert

Pull up on your cuzzer

Don’t do no talk on Twitter

You sour, bitch, you bitter

You garbage, bitch, you litter

Hope they can hear me now

Them bands is showing out

Don’t do it for the clout

Send shots up at her house

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown

Man down

Give it or lay it down

I switched the style, Pateks they on me, ain’t no sound

Ain’t no sound, just placed a order

Cross the border, that bitch get ground

Then drop cement up on her feet, she won’t get found

Drowning in this water

Bitch, I’m talking agua

I’m a shot caller

Watch me pop my collar

He ain’t had the cash ready

He know why I dogged him

Cut 'em, make 'em fade away

I ain’t talking Barbara

Bitches is my sons, yeah

They know they my timeliness

Shining like the sun, yeah

Diamonds like a island

Got 'em all mad now, they so suicidal

Why you got a gun, bitch?

You ain’t got no rival

Si-si-sipping on this sizzurp

Icy like the blizzard

Backwood, it ain’t no Swisher

He eat it like it’s dessert

Pull up on your cuzzer

Don’t do no talk on Twitter

You sour, bitch, you bitter

You garbage, bitch, you litter

Hope they can hear me now

Them bands is showing out

Don’t do it for the clout

Send shots up at her house

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown

Got prices on my head

These bitches sending threats

These niggas go and fetch

I only want the bread

That money good as sex

That feeling is the best

Just throw me through a check

Iced out my new Patek, bitch

Yeah, yeah, like motors, know I’m wrecking shit

Yeah, yeah, like yoga, imma stretch 'em quick

Yeah, yeah, Loyal 100, I represent

Yeah, yeah, like a straw, I stay bit

Si-si-sipping on this sizzurp

Icy like the blizzard

Backwood, it ain’t no Swisher

He eat it like it’s dessert

Pull up on your cuzzer

Don’t do no talk on Twitter

You sour, bitch, you bitter

You garbage, bitch, you litter

Hope they can hear me now

Them bands is showing out

Don’t do it for the clout

Send shots up at her house

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown

And for that queen talk, I wear that forty like a crown