ion like - queen key lyrics
oh baby, triple, oh yeah!
enviyon on the mix
ay, ion like these n*ggas
ion like these b*tches, ion like these n*ggas
aye, ion like these n*ggas
act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
on the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
he say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
and ion like them n*ggas
and ion like these b*tches
act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
on the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
it’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
ion like these b*tches
aye, he don’t even keep his pipe
he be texting b’s to find somewhere to sleep at night (lil broke boy)
spend a bag on drugs, but that lil boy ain’t eatin’ right (you lil broke boy)
those aren’t real [?], you got pressed x
i got a twenty on me right now you can’t even match that
ion like you n*ggas lying, [?] whoever on the gram
tell ‘em [?]
i thought you was a member, d*mn
boy you got them n*ggas slammed
calmed my nerves, i’m smokin’ bam, ay ay
aye, ion like these n*ggas
act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
on the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
he say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
and ion like them n*ggas
and ion like these b*tches
act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
on the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
it’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
ion like these b*tches
that b*tch know she want a feature
that b*tch wanna be the queen but she could never be her
ion cause a scene with hoes, i’d rather call it [?]
cal anita baker, n*gga, then i leave ‘em
that b*tch desperate, she get treated, and she can’t f*cking treat him
take a n*gga paper, don’t go on no dates with him
told him time expired, b*tch i never wait for him
told his ass [?], someone better pray for him
if my b*tches with me, n*ggas better pay for them
aye, ion like these n*ggas
act like b*tches get around me and try to sneak a picture
on the gram, he got his [?] but he don’t keep it with him
he say he don’t be with my ops but i know he be with ‘em
and ion like them n*ggas
and ion like these b*tches
act like n*ggas, get around and try to sneak a picture
on the gram that b*tch a fan and in real life she be dissin’
it’s ‘cause her n*gga missin’ and ion even kiss it
ion like these b*tches
ion like these n*ggas
what my friends doing? they playin’?
aye, nah i love your friends, they can come out
what they doin’, what ya’ll doing
uh*uh, ion like them b*tches
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