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Song: Episode 6
Singer: Queen Key
Label: Queen Key
Release datel: Aug 22, 2026
Episode 6 Queen Key Lyrics
Ain’t no one up on me
By the time you up one, I’m already up three
Queen!
See, I be looking out for hoes, and they be trying to compete
I be telling hoes their worth, they out here selling puy for cheap
Another fake bih dead to me, let me pour out my drink
Don’t make no goddamn sense how these fake hoes think
Matter of fact, these stupid bihes don’t think
If money look them in their eye, these stupid bihes gonna blink
I’m not the bih to play with
Never trust a bih, we knowing shit, but never say shit
He think I cut him off just ’cause a hoe, it’s ’cause he basic
He tryna eat this puy, what’s my plan to help him face it
Bihes think they main characters, but they replacements
If I want that nia, bih, he’ll lock you in the basement
Every time a nia go on you, your brain erase it
It ain’t shit to run these nias and these bihes chase it
I think these bihes lace
Literally, bihes’ll do anything to have something in common with a real bih
Even a dk
A bih’ll do the same dk as me just so we can have something in common
Confused-as, loose-as bih, stay in school!
Dumb hoe, catch my old flow
I’m throwing these nias right back to the streets, bih, catch my old hoe
All these hoes act like they real, so I act like I’m slow
I get more money than I know, bi**h, all my ducks up in a row
Bih, your whole family poor, piss poor
Getting fired from retail stores
Taking shit up out the drawers
I walk a bih on all fours
Fk burning bridges, I close doors
You bihes hoes, I close pores
I get mine, Fk yours
I cheat on hoes when I get bored
It’s in the bank, it’s on the floor
Queen shit, that’s to the core
Queen shit, shout out to Morris
I’m the one, bih, I’m adored
Watch them praise me like the Lord
Bih, I’m plugged in like a cord
Give a Fk about awards
When I get money, I’mma sword
The Fk?
Bih, don’t ever lose sight of the plot, bih
Don’t ever think I’m here to be you bihes’ friend
Don’t ever think I don’t do this shit for me, bih
All this shit I’ve been through, if you don’t kill, you don’t eat, bih!
Hoes got a thousand bodies, but ain’t got a thousand bucks
Dumb clucks, head stuck, a couple dollars she’ll Fk
Bird bihes get plucked
Ain’t no fake bihes in my hut, don’t have no fake bihes in my crew
Done with this shit, Fk with you
Punk bih thought it was over
I’m the reason a bih-a*s nia or a hating-a*s hoe just can’t be sober
It’s always a bih I ain’t know exist that’s out here hating me like I know her
Told that bih go get a job
Hoe, you can’t get no exposure
Good luck, go find a clover
Treating and tricking these hoes, I don’t give a Fk if it’s October
Fk a handle, I need a holder
Give these hoes the cold shoulder, don’t give no Fk because I told her
This is now, bih, I’m older
Don’t shit get past me, bi**h, it’s on my desk, it’s in my folder
Bih!
Don’t shit get past me, bih, it’s on my desk, it’s in my folder, hoe
Queen!
Queen shit, bih
Ever saw 666, tell these bihes go do it
Dk, dk, dk, you dumb trick, trick, trick-a*s bih, bih, bih
Period, bih, and I’ll go 777 on y’all a*s in no time, bih
On my mama, Queen shit, bih, I’m the rawest bih rapping, literally!
