Episode lyrics

[Intro]
Queen
I'm actually diagnosed bipolar on paperwork
The f*ck?
It's been that way since like before I came to Atlanta, so like 2012
Mm
2012, 2013, I used to take medication before that
Medication?
But I didn't like how the medicine made me feel, so I stopped taking the medicine
Yung Bala on the beat (Enviyon on the mix)

[Verse 1]
Dumb b*tch and that pus*y weak (Weak as hell)
Got pregnant by a n*gga I set out, ho, I know that pus*y cheap (Cheap as hell)
You woke a real b*tch up for clout, you know that pus*y sleep
b*tch-ass n*gga know not to say nothin' to me, I'll make that pus*y leak
b*tch, you got sent off
Slow-ass b*tch talkin' 'bout a n*gga lеft me, dizzy-ass b*tch, I bent off (b*tch)
Told that b*tch n*gga n*ggas gotta do what I say or they ass gotta gеt lost (Bad b*tch)
And I don't take sh*t from no ho, why these hoes even gettin' me p*ssed off?
And I don't stop 'til I win, b*tch go against me, ho gon' take a big loss

[Interlude]
(b*tches takin' L after L, ho)
Period, b*tch gon' take a big loss
b*tch need to take big medication, what the f*ck, b*tch?
(Get that b*tch meds)
f*ck is wrong with y'all, b*tch?
[Verse 2]
You play the back, b*tch, I play the front
I'm a real b*tch, your generic ass a stunt (b*tch, your ass a knock)
b*tch, your basic ass
I hate I'm even treatin' y'all ass right now, was tryna erase his ass
Eater-ass n*gga, gave me so much face, how the f*ck you face his ass?
You wanna eat on my sh*t too (Facts)
Dirty-ass b*tch, I wouldn't f*ck you with a boot (Rat)
I'm treatin' your ass all year, I don't give a f*ck if you be mute (Mhm)
You's a pick-me b*tch and I'm the wrong b*tch to choose (Dumbass)
He's a goofy n*gga doin' what goofy n*ggas do (b*tch n*gga)
But it's b*tches like you that make these n*ggas think it's cool
Death to you b*tches, that's a motherf*ckin' fool
I just step to you b*tches, don't need no motherf*ckin' crew

[Interlude]
Period, Queen sh*t, b*tch
b*tch, you don't know what the f*ck happened to the last security guard?
b*tch, if that's your baby daddy, I'm finna treat your ass like I treated your baby daddy, b*tch (Dumbass)

[Verse 3]
You a clown, but you tryna clown a b*tch
Like I said you was eatin' di*k up and I was drownin' sh*t
It's a difference, b*tch, I never put my mouth around that b*tch (b*tch)
And that's how I show my love, b*tch, if I suck your di*k
In other words, I ain't give a f*ck about that b*tch (Never cared)
b*tch, I got the f*ck from 'round that b*tch
Talkin' 'bout what a n*gga claim, your confused ass a lame
b*tch, your dumb ass missin' a tooth and your dumb ass missin' a brain (pus*y-ass b*tch)
b*tch, you thought you got off, but your dumb ass missed your exit (b*tch)
Ask your baby daddy, I treat a b*tch for breakfast
I beat a b*tch for breakfast, beat a b*tch up out her necklace
Take your medication, b*tch, before your ass be breathless
Speakin' on my kids? That's a motherf*ckin' death wish
b*tch (b*tch)
[Outro]
Matter fact, I'm done with this
I need a whole 'nother beat, I, I'm not even done
I gotta do a whole 'nother song, b*tch, we doin' this sh*t all year, f*ck it
b*tch, eatin' sh*t up
I told your stupid ass, b*tch, don't speak on my f*ckin' kids
You let a dumb-ass n*gga send you off, b*tch
Literally, sent your stupid ass up the river, dumb as hell
Your sister sent you off too, b*tch
Why the f*ck would you even bring this b*tch on your show? You know this b*tch certified bipolar, all type of sh*t
Queen sh*t, b*tch