[Intro]
Unusual suspects
Whoo
Let's ride
Mmmhmm
Sometimes you don't ask for trouble
You know
Naw
Sometimes
Trouble just come to you
This how I feel about trouble
[Chorus]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me!
[Verse 1]
Hoe, mother fuck a Fox
Wack bitch I'm a hunter
Set fire to many tracks
And bitch you just a runner
I didn't wanna deck ya
But how ya man let ya
Come to 3-0-5
And run up on a chin checker
I damn near gave ya class-less ass an asthma attack
Smacked you down and kicked ya in ya ass-less ass
How you got another deal
When your lyrics ain't real?
Whoever ghost-writin needa help you write ya will
Capitalize on what?
I ain't wanna contend wit ya
Honest Inga, I don't think nobody remembers ya
Fox-Bozo, Foxy-Clown, Foxy-Cotton, or Jello
Shit, I wanna see who the hell is the Gepetto
How y'all brought that
Whack ass throwback
"BROOOOKLYN!"
You deserve better than a bitch on Prozac
Fact is
Tell ya ghost-writer to turn down his ad-libs
You already know what the track is
[Chorus x2]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me
[Verse 2]
And if Kurupt gave a fuck bout a bitch you wouldn't hate him
You walk around frustrated hoe, cuz you ain't Kim
The fight is on
And I ain't ignited the bomb
But I'm warnin you
It's suicide if you try to respond
That's right
Long, and write strong, lyrical python
You probably mad
Cuz you can't get ya dyke on
Get ya hike on
Face it, you intimidated
In your interviews, gon' and tell them how linoleum tasted
Check this, before you even start rappin' reckless
Next time take a second
Check what the set is
This ain't South Beach, you needed 8 more exits
I ain't squashin' no beef, bitch I seek justice
[Chorus x2]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me!
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me!
[Verse 3:]
(Translation to English from Haitian Creole)
I'm the Queen of the South
God strike me now, you won't come near where I stay, piece of shit!
I got lots of soldiers
Go to sleep
You gon' have bad dreams about me!
Hit her, hurt her, smack her around
Queen of the South, I don't back down
Sick whore, insecure, 'til it ain't even funny
You been exposed you gimmick
Give the people back they money
You told me to bow down, 'cause you supposed to be a vet?
You a tennis ball
You get knocked around on every set!
Now, I don't even give a fuck about what happens next
You see this all started because of your ego and disrespect
[Chorus x2]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me!
Just prepare for your departure cuz I ain’t squashing shit
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you coming down South tryna check me?
You ain't gotta like me but you gon’ respect me!
[Outro]
This ain't South Beach, baby
See, you done got off on the wrong exit
You was on the other side of the bridge
See, you zigged when you shoulda zagged!
(Speaking Creole)
And I dare you to respond!
