[Intro Skit: Khaan & Jampi]
Khaan: Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up
Khaan: Get your hard hat on
Jampi: Check
Khaan: Put on that safety vest
Jampi: Yea he got it, he got it, check
Khaan: Your fucking steel toe boots and your gloves
Jampi: Yo, Yo
Khaan: You got your needle?
Jampi: C'mon on man
Khaan: You got your impact gun? You got your goggles?
Jampi: Yea he got it, Yea
Khaan: You got your hammer ?
Jampi: Such a hard ass man
Khaan: Your tape measure?, Your fucking helmets on backwards!
Jampi: Ha Ha Dumbass!!!
Verse 1: Khaan (Ad-libs: Jampi)
Yo tell em Jean we are not the same pedigree
Physically and mentally we meant to be successful b (Facts)
I’m coming for that cheddar cheese, could do this shit for centuries
(Thats facts)
Go bar for bar with me you must be smoking methamphetamine
(Slow it down)
It's the hustle, got niggas getting put down (Put down)
Know some niggas in the feds, record books now (Getting nook now)
Swear the young heads got niggas shook now
Cause niggas really all about being crooks now (Yea, Speed it up now)
So please don't ever question my fucking method (Uh)
Fail proof, I found success in words but I digress in (Yea)
Life is chest, gotta manage stress living life in debt
There’s a lot of caviar to living life correct (Thats facts)
Got the mother fucking mic possessed (Thats facts)
Spitting smooth silky sounds direct (Thats that )
To let these mother fuckers know that the queens flow is back and blessed (Going like that yea)
We up next (Blessed)
[Chorus 1:Khaan & Ad-libs: Khan]
Yea my spirit high (High)
Yea it touch the sky (Sky)
Yea I'm doing better (Better)
Yea I'm doing fine (Fine)
Yea my spirit high (Ay)
Yea it touch the sky (AY)
Queens get the money (Yuh)
Until the day I Die (Wooo)
X2
[Skit: Jampi]
Yea
Yo hold up Lee
Ayo Lee
Yo hold up, hold up
Hold up
Can you turn that shit back up
Yo
Yea
Yea right there
Yea good looks, Feel this shit nigga
Yea
Qas said that we getting too soft and shit, too soft?
The fuck out here nigga
Yea
Ugh hum
[Verse 2: Jampi & Ad-libs: Jampi]
Grinding always takes a toll my muscles ache to make a cent
Lifes a bitch that rides the dick I love it cause she taking it
(Thats facts)
I told all of my niggas that this money finna take a bit
(Thats facts)
And hunger never settles dawg, only if you disable it (Yea)
Every time im dumping off, many seem to take a hint (Uh huh)
Put money over bullshit so go and peep the taste and scent ( Uh huh)
Saying fuck money unemployed, you ain't making sense?
(It's like that)
Not thats concrete motherfucker, it just ain't cement
Sudden steps to summon death, I took a seat where Satan sits (Yea)
Live to give a lamb or limb, sort of what cain and able did
(Now thats facts)
Countless nights of reading and wondering dawg if they exist
(Thats facts)
Rinnegan on hold, just wait till I reawaken it ( Its on hold now)
Queens Qollective now perfected everything you least expected
(Get yo ass thrown out)
The beat selections is only thanks to the lease inspection
(Its on hold now)
You wanna tell me how we ain't the ones who breed aggression
(Get yo ass thrown out)
Tell me the timing isn't great and our steez is progression (Yea)
To break bread, we gotta build the trees up some more (Uh huh)
The same bed, you got in one your lover and hoe (Uh huh uh huh)
A sane head, would notice everything is joke (Uh huh)
Life got you swimming dog I hope you could float
(Uh huh uh huh)
Truth being told I don’t flaunt a lot
I been naked and too heated like a sauna spot, temp drops karma got (Yea)
Still the same J playing handball in the parking lot (Yea)
Still wear my J’s incase a mother fucker talks a lot (Thats facts)
Still take the J from a place niggas rob a lot (Now thats facts)
Still take some J's to the face and I don’t spark a lot (Like that now)
Leave it in the booth and the mics what I hog a lot
(Yea its like that now)
Niggas bump heads like a bitch when she bops a lot
(Yea count it down now)
So one for the niggas who grip spalding more then pencils
(Uh huh Uh huh)
Two for the bitches that be wilding' but still gentle
(Uh huh Uh huh)
Three for the kids who touching pussy more than men do
(Uh huh Uh huh)
And four for the girls who think ya body don't exempt you
(Uh huh Uh huh)
[Outro: Jampi]
Yea, Ya body don't exempt you
Ya body don’t exempt you
Real niggas goin' get you
Yea Ya body don't exempt you
Yea
Yo good shit Lee
For everything nigga, Ya heard?
