Let's go on a run you could be queen I could be slim
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
We gone hit a opp and go on a run
Imma do the dash until I see the sun
Plus you know we broke so we outta gas
Would you ride for me or would you let us crash
Imma rob a nigga imma take his stash
I know you'll die for me I want you to live for me
Promise you'll be there for me be the only one I need
This that queen and slim shit
The ship sinking
The money getting thin
And the laws creeping
Threw away our phones so we can't call our families
No where to go because everywhere we turn it's tragic
I been ducking all this static but if a nigga play imma let a nigga have it
We could put the guns down and imma beat you like your daddy
Imma real GB , imma real Gretna savage and I'm puffing on that cabbage
Let's go on a run you could be queen I could be slim
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
B.Rozay - Queen & Slim Lyrics
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Let's go on a run you could be queen I could be slim
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
We gone hit a opp and go on a run
Imma do the dash until I see the sun
Plus you know we broke so we outta gas
Would you ride for me or would you let us crash
Imma rob a nigga imma take his stash
I know you'll die for me I want you to live for me
Promise you'll be there for me be the only one I need
This that queen and slim shit
The ship sinking
The money getting thin
And the laws creeping
Threw away our phones so we can't call our families
No where to go because everywhere we turn it's tragic
I been ducking all this static but if a nigga play imma let a nigga have it
We could put the guns down and imma beat you like your daddy
Imma real GB , imma real Gretna savage and I'm puffing on that cabbage
Let's go on a run you could be queen I could be slim
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
We gone hit a opp and go on a run
Imma do the dash until I see the sun
Plus you know we broke so we outta gas
Would you ride for me or would you let us crash
Imma rob a nigga imma take his stash
I know you'll die for me I want you to live for me
Promise you'll be there for me be the only one I need
This that queen and slim shit
The ship sinking
The money getting thin
And the laws creeping
Threw away our phones so we can't call our families
No where to go because everywhere we turn it's tragic
I been ducking all this static but if a nigga play imma let a nigga have it
We could put the guns down and imma beat you like your daddy
Imma real GB , imma real Gretna savage and I'm puffing on that cabbage
Let's go on a run you could be queen I could be slim
Imma shot a dick right in his face If he play knock off a limb
I'm on my way to the top follow my lead roll up my weed
Take the keys drive the car as I'm clutching on this heat and I'm rolling up this weed
I duck them haters but that 40 on me
My motivation is to make it out the streets
I praise God so the devil want me
He want me
Writer: Bryant Clayton
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