Zalea - Queen Tingz Lyrics

Gotta body like a goddess
F*ck being modest
Gotta chain round my neck & Im looking all exotic
Ya mans feeling erotic, tryna get a taste
I'm a f*cking queen, put a peasant in his place
So tell me what ya say sis
Cause we just debate this
But I think all you leaches wanna be fake famous
You bitches actin brainless
Zalea dont play that
I'm reading some Plato in the back of a Maybach ugh
All these niggas got gas no cars
All these rappers got beats no bars
Your clique weak not ours
Green so strong, smelling dank through the jars
(Listen close)
Ya i'm really on my queen shit
I'm that bitch in my city, bars hard you won't believe it
Word to nick that's my mutha
Graduated for the pinkprint
I'm the next kingpin in this game
Let that sink in

F*ck fakes
I got jokers all around me
Wanna be friends, turn around and try to clown me
I got hittas by side, some real ride or dies
Think you got us fooled, looking right through your disguise
I swear I always win, I seldom compromise
All my past failures only got me energized
Im headed for the prize
I see you trying to revise
Bet all my motherf*cking money on two snake eyes

If you don't get it, you a peasant this is Queen Tingz
No other option but be poppin
Get that bling bling
Behead a couple of you lames, with a single swing
Lil nigga, already told you this is Queen Tingz
If you don't get it, you a peasant this is Queen Tingz
No other option but be poppin
Get that bling bling
Behead a couple of you lames, with a single swing
Lil nigga, already told you this is Queen Tingz

All you drowning in the white, I'm black
Don't need y'all telling me that I look sad
Keep my smile with my money in a bag
Sip ya haterade, doubters tell me where ya at?
Why you so shook when you hear that gun clap?
Thought you was a killer, now you wanna hold back
Thought you a was shooter, don't know how to hold a strap
Didn't know you was a snitch
Run and tell em where i'm at
I'm residing in the north, stunting with my gold bills
Monopoly in this bitch, y'all just chasing cheap thrills
This is zalea city and i'm coming for the crown
When I walk into the club all these niggas bowing down
I'm so above the law, when I spit bars I spit raw
Your wordplay sounding flawed, I put you in awe and drop your jaw
You bitches better start sipping from ya straws
Cause imma knock ya teeth out all the way from vic to utah

If you don't get it, you a peasant this is Queen Tingz
No other option but be poppin
Get that bling bling
Behead a couple of you lames, with a single swing
Lil nigga, already told you this is Queen Tingz
If you don't get it, you a peasant this is Queen Tingz
No other option but be poppin
Get that bling bling
Behead a couple of you lames, with a single swing
Lil nigga, already told you this is Queen Tingz