Pink Paper

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit)

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit)

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit)

Queen shit

Op-op-opening for bands

An' my numbers say I'm better than 'em

Money in my hands, make it rain like the weather man

Sugar daddy wanna talk, but I'm too spent

So here's a pink slip, thanks for makin' rent, ha

He gave me brain, I don't remember

I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender

I'm an icon, big boss, major

I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Gave me brain, I don't remember

I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

I-I-I, I'm an icon, big boss, major

I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper

4-20 on the clock, pink bottles poppin' off

Too cool for the rocks, no features on the bop

I'm sellin' fake drugs to all your favorite bands

I'll put 'em in the grave, tell 'em, Thank you for the fans, ya

On my own shit, through my neighbor's speaker

Sign your girls chest, pink nipples through the t-shirt

Lick it, roll it, light it, smoke it

I'm your queen, you fucking know it

Don't remember

I'm on a bender

I'm big boss, major

I roll my weed-hah, with pink paper

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Gave me brain, I don't remember

I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

Queen shit

Yeah, that's queen shit

I'm an icon, big boss, major

I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper

Ha-haaa

That's fucking wicked