Crown lyrics

by

Sia


[Verse 1]
Stepped up in the game
And dropped this motherf*cker on its head
Promise everybody in this motherf*cker gon be dead
Killin' sh*t, killin' it, jus'on my supervillian sh*t
f*ck a label and the blog. I'ma get familiar with
My brain is a Sicilian b*tch, my tongue is like a million kicks
Murdered them on everything, droppin' like a heavy crane
Hard flow, bars dope, up here next to God flow
Wish a b*tch would and I would box her like some cardboard
Swag f*cking stupid I be on my Bart and Homer sh*t
Beat em, kill em, eat em, put em on that organ donor list
Im lyrically guillotine, revive it just to kill a beat
I'm like f*cking Bubble Boy, you n*ggas can't get near to me
You b*tches put no fear in me, I'm who you pretend to be
Say I don't stunt sh*t. You gotta be kidding me
Everybody talk then but ain't bout nothing in this industry
Come and take a look, I'm the realest and you finna see

[Hook] x2
Gimme one sound, gi-gimme one crown
I'm the, I'm the queen b*tch gimme my pounds
Everybody lemme see your hands right now
Put em' up put em'up
Pull the sky down
[Verse 2]
Drop those bombs uh, drop that beat like
Ride it like Lance Armstrong on a speed bike
Spitting it like teeth, knocked out in a street fight
Shes like yeah b*tch I'm on like street lights
Never get misconstrued, I been the sh*t since sh*t been poo
b*tch get outta my way or become my food
Get outta my face or meet my shoes
Get out of place and meet my crew
It's so insane, we act so ratchet
Soul food kitchen in this b*tch I'm about my greens, parsley and cabbage

[Hook] x2

[Verse 3]
Spittin' like a heavy weight, a lot for them to handle
Drop it on the motherf*ckers harder than an anvil
Who you think you kidding b*tch I'm hotter than a handful
Of all these motherf*ckers, when they flaming like candles
Everything I do, I do to prove that I am better than you
b*tch you think you cold, well I'm lyrically a sweater to you
Catch me in the world brah, doing what I said I'd do
All hail the Queen, b*tches put me on a pedestal
And I'm out here running, I'm gunnin', I never stop to breathe
Angel "might" be good, b*tch f*ck your whole hypothesis
b*tch I came to kill sh*t, literally KILL sh*t
I came and b*tches left, right? Got em' on that drill sh*t
[Hook] x3
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