Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Hurry up I said get in
Fill it up and a pouch of Number 7
Four in the back three in the front
One on the floor one in the trunk
Wait who are we ditching?
Every got the feeling like someone’s missing
Quest in motion no not vision
Rolling with my kin and we’re on a mission
We don’t need chip-ins or dabbers
Broke styles? It doesn’t even matter
Not heading to the bar or the bingo
Karaoke no I can even sing
Kookoosuk duck or look straight ahead
Never know with the popo could end up dead
Look out for each other how it’s got to be
Blood or adopted we’re family
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
All may rise it’s the Queenz coming through
Matriarchal status since I’m dropping ‘Tha Truth’
& way ‘Back in Tha Day’ I started this in ‘02
Now I’m Egotistic, gone ballistic, complicated but realistic
Got my sage lit, clearing negative vibes
Ch, Ima be legend whether dead or alive
If you got something to say, take it up with my tribe
We be Queenz up in this sitch homie, step up inside
Keep it real wit you keep it real real wit you
Not up for discussion, we got real real issues
Ain’t a battle rapper so I will dismiss you
Keep your points on lock or the game kill-switch you
1491 before Colonialism
Natives gettin’ hype and in the zone with the rhythm
Speak the same tongue, lelele is the izm
We revitalize and get you real woke with the vision
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Come on, get in
You rollin’, my kin
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
I got your back cousin
You got my back cousin?
Whoa
What
Yeah
Whoa
What
Yeah