Queen.

You look so good rollin' up that blunt
See through all the jokers when they putting up a front
You a queen, tailored for a king, I can’t get enough
I’m the ace of this rhyming thing baby girl wassup
I’m in love wit them afro puffs shawty is it coco
Sucks you deal with a fuck nigga he a hobo
Tough but when I pull up, that boy is a no show
I go nuts when her legs go up that’s a low blow
Lemme reiterate the way that I go loco
Sit it on my face then proceed to move it slow mo'
Getting kinda late, mommy daddy still not home no?
Gimme 10 minutes I arrive in my four door
We take a drive, see excitement in your eyes
You, told me that you like that I bring light into your night
Soon, you will feel the feelings I be writing in these lines
Few, niggas get to taste the inner lining in your thighs
You the type that a nigga bring home to mama
Niggas hit me up like «what's hitting» and I’m like «nah bruh»
She shy taking the glizzy in her mouth you so awesome
Out of the equation now baby it’s no problem