Episode 4 lyrics

[Intro]
Yuntie in this b*tch with niece, Queen Key I done told these hoes
Queen is Key. Key, you know these pus*y n*ggas and soft ass
Hoes gon' forever hate. That's why these hoes can't be great
Dusty ass hoes ain't got no motion or a potion. Queen, you see
These hoes on slow motion. Like a turtle Lazy hoes can't even
Jump over a hurdle! Big back b*tch Go suck a di*k And get off
Our motherf*ckin' clique, b*tch Big back delusional ass b*tch

[Verse 1: Yuntie Tia]
Trick ho, all them di*ks in ya b*tch ain't got no car, no money, got
No sense in ya dumb ass b*tch, Yuntie bout the bag All thеse goofy
Ass n*ggas and b*tches goin' outside Queen Kеy, forever my niece
Grab Yuntie from Florida, time to put these hoes to sleep f*ck that
n*gga just like I did your baby daddy Ugly dusty b*tch, that hoe wish
She was a baddie Mistake your b*tch, if she got a switch Keep runnin'
Rocks, hoe, Yuntie got the glitch Laughin' to the bank, hoe, I'm gettin'
Rich Ayy, Queen Key, come help me put a big back b*tch in a di*k Ayy

[Interlude: Queen Key]
Help me Drag this dead b -hole through the snow, b*tch Gotta be smokin' blow, you think you can f*ck with me, hoe? Queen sh*t, b*tch, you know how that sh*t go?

[Verse 2: Queen Key]
Newsflash, b*tch, you ain't nothin' to stress over I don't even watch no more
I done had your ass too Long like leftovers I be makin' all these hoes so mad
If that b*tch pressed, I'm bout to blow her I heard a hoe said I wasn't no sh*t
Okay, cool, I'm bout to show her
Never trust a b*tch, if she ain't got sh*t He can't Treat me like No regular b*tch
I don't suck di*k for rent I up like 50 on his ass, tell His ass make it make sense b*tch
I got real litty on they ass, but b*tch, I been the sh*t, been that b*tch
[Interlude: Queen Key]
Been the sh*t, been that b*tch If you know, you
Know, if you don't, you slow I don't give a f*ck, hoe, period, b*tch every b*tch know that Queen sh*t, b*tch b*tch has been singin' that sh*t since they was two!

[Verse 3: Queen Key]
Yeah Yeah, b*tch, that's what I thought
Where that b*tch be studyin' me, ho, this sh*t can't be taught
Dog ass hoe tried to play with me, so that b*tch just got walked I'm tight, b*tch, can't suck a n*gga's di*k, cause if I do, I'm gon' get stalked
n*ggas Hung out, I'm washed up, dirty ass b*tch need to wash up
Slow ass b*tch, I'm bossed Up, textin' sh*t, my comps up
Queen key crazy, don't cross her, every n*gga do, he lost Fake ass n*gga
Jack Frost, out of work, n*gga, he off Sick ass n*gga, he caught, please do Good, we fought, and the b*tch got tossed b*tch, I got rich up on your ass Queen
sh*t, b*tch, but I'm finna p*ss up on your ass What's posin', never f*ck a lame, sh*t Hit a lick up on your ass
They find me, see, I'm the hardest b*tch like I spray spritz Up on they ass
Ain't no b*tch, I rap me, n*gga, I go Christmas On that ass He be talkin'
All that sh*t, but he be kissin' on that ass Lick me like a lollipop, and he gon' lick up on That ass p*ss me off and he get dropped
I bet I don't pick up on that ass Consider me A di*k, cause A b*tch can't take this sh*t
Wholesale pus*y just go on a birthday trip b*tch I can't relate, b*tch, I'm up on straight
Ain't gotta play for a b*tch, ain't gotta wait for a b*tch
Ain't gotta take from a b*tch, OG, triple OG, too real, b*tch
My way, I Ain't gotta act fake on a b*tch

[Outro: Queen Key]
f*ck? I ain't gotta act fake on a b*tch b*tch, be real, that's you hoes' problems, y 'all not real All you b*tches out here bein' fake for certain sh*t Hittin' agendas and sh*t b*tch, get your mind right Fake ass, plastic ass hoe
Flippin sides gymnastics ass hoes
b*tch you can't trick the God b*tch. Shoutout Yuntie in this b*tch (Queen sh*t b*tch)