(chorus) I’m the queen in this bitch and you better fall back Talk slick if you want get your whole shit cracked Ain’t a soul in your crew that can step where I’m at Say my name one time watch your confidence collapse (verse 1) Why you up in my space trying to run game in my face like you built for war You a bargain‑bin thug from the dollar store Talking big shit in the street but can't take the fucking heat You a knockoff version of whoever you admire All bark, no spark you ain’t built for fire Try to stand next to me and you getting expired You a broke ass thug looking soft as hell awww do you need a hug Get out the baller’s territory You can’t hang in that category step back before you get stomped on send yo ass home crying like a newborn You got more excuses than Tropicana got juices So peace out I’m throwing up my deuces (chorus) I’m the queen in this bitch and you better fall back Talk slick if you want get your whole shit cracked Ain’t a soul in your crew that can step where I’m at Say my name one time watch your confidence collapse (verse 2) Now here you go again you ain't getting the picture Do you need a telegram or a bible scripture You back up in my face Some of yo teeth is misplaced Yo breath hot as hell like its bout to catch a case Words out yo mouth like a baller but you dressed like a cable installer All that shit out your mouth but your bite just got smaller You stepping to a queen with that weak‑ass chatter I’ll break your whole ego watch your confidence shatter Now you trying to throw shade but your aim ain’t right I’m the sun in this bitch you can’t dim my light Try to flex on me and get dragged to the floor Take your ass out the door You ain't wanted here no more (chorus) I’m the queen in this bitch and you better fall back Talk slick if you want get your whole shit cracked Ain’t a soul in your crew that can step where I’m at Say my name one time watch your confidence collapse (verse 3) Coming back at you 3 times the charm Try taking a bubble bath It won’t cause you no harm Rub a dub dub wit you rubber duckie in the tub When you come around people run away from you Who the hell wants to lay wit you Smelling like old pork rinds and dog doo doo Brother you ain't got a clue You walking round funky like you beefing with soap Your whole vibe screaming “help” like you losing all hope You trying to talk slick but your breath saying “nope” Got folks dodging your words like they ducking a rope You swear you pulling tens but you scaring off fives You a whole PSA for ruining vibes Try stepping to a queen with them musty‑ass lies I’ll end your whole act like I’m cutting off ties You got more issues than Kleenex got tissues Yo ass bout to get burned when I blow up In your face like a couple of missiles (outro) Step back when I move I don’t play with clowns I’m the storm in the night that’ll shut shit down When the lights go low and they clear the ground They chanting D E E cause I wear that crown (outro music)