Graph1ks - Queen Vibes Lyrics

(Mmhmm)

Heads turnin' when I walk in, feelin' that fire in my soul,
Waist ripped, tight grip, hourglass figure on fleek, skin that sexy tone.
Curves tres chic, swervin' like a 'Stang, can't compete with the queen,
Throne-like booty, hands off!! this ain't no charity!

(Oh mhm)

My body's fire, my diamonds wet, looking like a hot 'n' spicy summer,
Got the touch, meltin men like ice, oh first time - newcomers.
Cash, curves, confidence, up up to infinity,
Flow tighter than a genie's lamp, there's no stoppin' me, respectfully.

(Got it, got it)

Drive by in my five-point-oh, shatterin' yours and livin' my dreams, (yolo)
Heat's risin', spittin' fire, bars drippin', chewing you up, to ya knees.

(Oh mhm)

Badass, triple deluxe, not basic, bending the rules, this my scene,
Hear the roar of the lioness, primal power...

(Got it! Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!
Got the body, got the brains, one is tighter, (every fiber)
(Got it?)
(Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!
(Higher, higher)

Bold, not boujee, stacking paper, i'm a shark, real tycoon,
Stealin the scene, lyrically armed like Mr. Wick, you just clowns in a cartoon.
Passionate, my style takes form, don't need em writers, you out there huntin' ghosts,
This my kingdom, i brutally reign, no exception, not even the goats. (love y'all)

(Oh mhm)
(Got it got it)

Not a girl for flowers, but respect where is due, (i owe em fo sho)
Quotes flowin' like "Respect" - Biggie, and the streets he knew,
"The world is yours" - Nas, you right, my hustle is true, ain't really brand new,
Those golden age beats, love em, but my pen my own, got no time for a crew.

(Got it got it)

(Got it! Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!
Got the body, got the brains, one is tighter, (every fiber)
(Got it?)
(Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!

(Got it, got it)

My brain's always on fire, rhymes sharper than a viper's fang,
Ain't a warning, pure facts, empirical truth, Yin to your Yang.
The mike's my scepter, wielded like a weapon, wildin', etchin my name in the hall of fame,
Legends never die, my pen's gonna echo, space 'n' time, place among the stars my claim.

(Got it! Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!
Got the body, got the brains, one is tighter, (every fiber)
(Got it?)
(Got it!)
All my curves are really fire,
Get your eyes now off my throne, aim 'em higher!
(Higher higher)
(Got it, got it)
(Got it! got it! got it! got it! got it! got it! got it!)