[Verse: Latisha Jones]

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N****s call me Blanco like the mob out here (Mob out here)
We overseas, they like "How you get them Glocks out here?"
I got killas in different countries, you know squad out here
Feed a lot of wolves, watch it how you talk out here

"Fuck Latisha", that's all I hear is people talkin' evil
"Fuck Latisha", if you say that then, bitch, I better not see you
"Fuck Latisha", bitch, watch your mouth before they can't ID you

Laid up in ICU where nobody can come see you
Why these bitches think they safe because I'm not out?
You know any given time Queen B could pop out
Every time I see these chicks they quick to cop out

IG got these hoes thinkin' that they got clout (Ahh)
Get yo' ass back in that house, we got No Limit tanks
Master P dropped that shit off last night, we pullin' rank
Never talk when gangstas talk unless you 'bout that action
My track record'll tell you bitches I ain't just rappin'
This Dior coat is the only one, so you can't jack it

I'm a masterpiece, wrapped me on his arm like a bust-down Patek
N****s flexin' on the 'Gram, but they be broke (They be broke)
Smokin' on 'em blunts, but don't want no smoke

Never care so much right now, my paper's stackin' up (Stackin' up)
I'm in my Jiang bag, you hoes could pack it up (Pack it up)
Y'all both got knocked, he in, you out, it ain't adding up (Ain't addin' up)
But you say you keep it gangsta, n***a, that's cap or what? (Cap or what?)

Candy'd be alive right now if you n****s ain't gassed shit up
If I knew who did it, I'd personally wrap they caskets up
I'ma keep Barbeesha name alive, my bitch ain't die for nothin'
Got shooters out in Brooklyn ready to die for nothin'
These rats runnin' round in this jungle, lyin' for nothin'
Be careful we got apes out here, eat you alive for nothin'

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[Verse: Baby Phat]

First of all,

How you gon' rap with dick sperm all out ya mouth?
But I'm 'bout to make ya bow down to the queen of the south
Fake bitch if you was real you woulda said my name
But bitch I'm callin' you a hoe and I'm sayin' it to yo face

Keep it real punk hoe the hood already know
That's why they fuck ya in ya ass, let a hoe be a hoe
Trick and Ted shoulda warned you not to open yo mouth
But Slip & Slide been beggin' me to fill up ya spot

Your album sucks more than ya suck on the dick
Trickin' all round town tryna hate on a bitch
Rotten body corroded bitch can't even have no baby
Azareel tighten up boy, I'll have your baby

I got the pussy dizzy bitch but I ride my own dick
Independent, fuck a major

And that's what happens to a bitch 

That try to fuck with a queen

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[Outro: Latisha Jones & Baby Phat]

We on our Royal Fam shit, you heard?

Fuck you Mister Mad Ken
Thank you, come again
Gang, gang, gang
Shittin' me? Hahahahahahaha

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