Fuck The Queen

(Look, fuck you, fuck the plane you flew in on, fuck them shoes, fuck those socks with the belt on it, fuck your gay-ass fairy faggot accent, fuck them cheap-ass cigars, fuck your yuck-mouth teeth, fuck your hairpiece, fuck your chocolate, fuck Guy Ritchie, fuck Prince William, fuck the Queen. This is America. My president is black and my Lambo is blue, nigga. Now, get the fuck out my hotel room and if I see you in the street, I'm slapping the shit out of you.)

Juggle all this weight with my weekend
Just tryna run it up before the week end
New life but I swear a nigga seen this
In a dream, it was hard to believe
Open seas, and thosе niggas think this shit is sweet it’s not
Swearin' they gone catch you sleepin' but thеm heaters stay in stock
Drop a cooler when I need a break the city gettin’ hot
I been off it for a minute pop some shit the upper notch
And I been runnin' up a lot, hunchin' over pots
Gotta pull up for that package, I ain't standin' on no block
I ain't breakin' down the ho, I'd rather keep the p in stock
We been patient for a minute, keep it peaked I’d rather not
Peakin’ off the shit, struggle tryna stay awake
Ever since I hit the bitch I gotta die to get away
I'm a hundred in my motion, keep it steady I don’t stray
With the thought I had of livin' something heavy on my waist