Queen Of The South

[Uphurch (Katie Noel):]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rolling fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a fucking man
(I'm the fucking woman, don't need a man)

[Upchurch:]
Oh Lord somebody pull the cord
The games getting floored by a girl in a Ford (Ha ha)
Beach blonde hair and she 5'4"
Cosigned by me, blow smoke on them girl
Ayy hold up, Diesel Gang, Diesel Gang
Fry me uptruck rice add a couple chicken wings
My truck in the truck show when the truck show name
And you're pussy boy Facebook page
That's beside the point, you need to get some ointment
I'm slaying piggies when they won't stop oinking
I pick up the pace, forklift or something
No back brace when I build shit homie
Even if I get hurt on the job site
I still show up spine cocked to the slight right
No gun or knife, with chopped off hands
Mean mugging motherfuckers really-really tryna fight
Yeah I know I ain't right also not left
That's a motherfucking fact go check my credit
I been on the news in the US daily and I probably got a fuck you face on Reddit
Ain't one song that I ever regretted
Tattoos on the town like ink in my freckles
I'm so Dixie fucking whistles miss me
So badass pistols wanna whip me (Motherfucker)

[Uphurch (Katie Noel):]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rolling fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a fucking man
(I'm the fucking woman, don't need a man)

[Katie Noel:]
First things first, I was raised in the 828
Upchurch and myself making country rap great
Blood it runs deeper than roots in the pine bitch
I'm the electrician there's volts on my line
Turn to a wave now there's run in my joint
Surfing these crowds bitch I'm hauling ya joint
Buzz Light in my years, I'm beyond to beyond
My career is an ocean yours fell in the pond
And I won't respond to you fuckboys
You can catch these hands, upchuck boy
You a turkey, I'm ruffle you up boy
And if you think the shit was so tough boy
Then come to my crib, oh I'll give you a bib
I'll run you for your money, then go buy a limo
You bend like the limbo, I shine like a disco
My style so slick they calling me Crisco
Skino, five percent tint on my window
Block me from the world 'cause I feel like a widow
Stay to myself 'cause I'm stuck in my mind
Working for myself, bitch I'll never be signed
And I've spoke to the spirits on Ghost Ranch
They said this genre, it is so bland
Got country-country with a beer and dip
You shadow bitches ain't shit

[Uphurch (Katie Noel):]
My passenger seat empty, you can see because my windows down
You can't ride with me because my bench seat for them big dogs now
Rolling fresh fresh fresh fresher than
A newly set up Georgia produce stand
She's a woman I'm a fucking man
(I'm the fucking woman, don't need a man)

[Katie Noel:]
Diesel Gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Stone baby Stone, (Gang Gang Gang) Stone baby Stone (Noel)
(Stone baby Stone) Church, Church, Church, Church
Stone baby Stone