Queen of the South lyrics

[Chorus: Uphurch & Katie Noel]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a f*ckin' man
I'm the f*ckin' woman, don't need a man

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
Oh Lord somebody pull the cord
The games gettin' floored by a girl in a Ford (Ha ha)
Beach blonde hair and she 5'4"
Cosigned by me, blow smoke on them girl
Ayy hold up, Diesel Gang, Diesel Gang
Fry me uptruck rice add a couple chicken wings
My truck in the truck show when the truck show name
And you're pus*y boy Facebook page
That's beside the point, you need to get some ointment
I'm slayin' piggies when they won't stop oinkin'
I pick up the pace, forklift or somethin'
No back brace when I build sh*t homie
Even if I get hurt on the job site
I still show up spine c*cked to the slight right
No gun or knife, with chopped off hands
Mean muggin' motherf*ckers really-really tryna fight
Yeah I know I ain't right also not left
That's a motherf*ckin' fact go check my credit
I been on the news in the US daily and I probably got a f*ck you face on Reddit
Ain't one song that I ever regretted
Tattoos on the town like ink in my freckles
I'm so Dixie f*ckin' whistles miss me
So badass pistols wanna whip me (Motherf*cker)
[Chorus: Uphurch & Katie Noel]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a f*ckin' man
I'm the f*ckin' woman, don't need a man

[Verse 2: Katie Noel]
First things first, I was raised in the 828
Upchurch and myself makin' country rap great
Blood it runs deeper than roots in the pine b*tch
I'm the electrician there's volts on my line
Turn to a wave now there's run in my joint
Surfin' these crowds b*tch I'm haulin' ya joint
Buzz Light in my years, I'm beyond to beyond
My career is an ocean yours fell in the pond
And I won't respond to you f*ckboys
You can catch these hands, upchuck boy
You a turkey, I'm ruffle you up boy
And if you think the sh*t was so tough boy
Then come to my crib, oh I'll give you a bib
I'll run you for your money, then go buy a limo
You bend like the limbo, I shine like a disco
My style so slick they callin' me Crisco
Skino, five percent tint on my window
Block me from the world 'cause I feel like a widow
Stay to myself 'cause I'm stuck in my mind
Workin' for myself, b*tch I'll never be signed
And I've spoke to the spirits on Ghost Ranch
They said this genre, it is so bland
Got country-country with a beer and dip
You shadow b*tches ain't sh*t
[Chorus: Uphurch & Katie Noel]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rollin' fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a f*ckin' man
I'm the f*ckin' woman, don't need a man

[Outro: Katie Noel]
Diesel Gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Stone baby Stone,(Gang Gang Gang) Stone baby Stone (Noel)
(Stone baby Stone) Church, Church, Church, Church
Stone baby Stone