Queen's Speech 5

Please don't stop for a chinwag
You need a Tic Tac (ugh)
You will get broke up like a Kit Kat
And then taken out like a bin bag
Becah it's going down, low blow
So don't make me snap like a photo, slow-mo

I'll come through hooded up like Trayvon, woo
All blacked out like Akon (brap)
I'ma come to your door like Avon
And make you gimme them notes like Trey Songz
Mad ting, sad ting, like a Drake song
Everything's cool, payphone
I told you to change your panties (uh)
So why you still wearing the same ones?

Dutty gyal, no Sean Paul (nah)
I'm a bad gyal, what you gon' do?
Look, I got supporters in Cornwall (yes)
And I know some ballers in Portmore (Kingston)
But wait, why do girls love to do that pose? (Why?)
Are they your new trainers?
What are those? (Ah)

Eediat gyal (woo)
Pick your nose and eat it gyal, ew
I am the realest gyal
I-I-I am the realest gyal (woo)

You ain't like Melesha (nah)
I'm a hurricane, yeah, I'm Katrina
English class, didn't like the teacher
So I walked out like "Bye, Felicia"
Stay in school, kids

They don't show no appreciation
Keep things short like abbreviation
All these girls are really hating (why?)
When their lips look like crispy bacon

Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Your lips look like crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Their lips look like crispy bacon (yo)

I'm on the grind, skateboard
I'ma go nuts, acorn
They try to take shots, paintball
But I'll cross when I want like a jaywalk
Pathetic, your weave's synthetic
If you think that you're gonna get past me
Then you can forget it

Like, hello, do you hear me?
I've been dying to let you know that you're the biggest wasteman
Look, I'll take you for some garlic bread (yeah)
I'll take him for a tuna salad
Just when they thought I was done
I gave them another one, DJ Khaled (ah)

So don't think you're bad (nah)
'Cause your man prees my Instagram (mm)
So you got mad then hit the fan
I hit him up then I hit the dab like woo, that's it
Don't try talk with your black lips
I heat things up like June the 1st
I took the crown, Miss Universe

They don't show no appreciation
Keep things short like abbreviation
All these girls are really hating (why?)
When their lips look like crispy bacon

Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Your lips look like crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Crispy! Crispy bacon
Their lips look like crispy bacon (woo)

Queen's Speech 5, you know? (Haha)
Sorry for the wait
I dropped my phone in the toilet, awks

Bom-bom-bom-bom
Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom
Bom-bom-bom-bom
Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom, ah (woo)