LUCKY Qveen Herby

[Intro]
Pew, pew, pew, bitch!
Pew, pew, pew, bitch!
Pew, pew, pew, bitch!
I'm a shooting star

[Verse 1]
I’m like, "What you wanna know?"
Got a few techniques (Techniques)
Big heart, wear it on my sleeve (My sleeve)
I don’t gotta chase opportunities (I know)
They flow (They flow) to me (To me)
Livin' like the whole universe chose me (Chose me)
Go off with the bad girl chi (Real chi)
Only good things happenin' for me (I know)
I’m so lucky

[Verse 1]
Writin' rhymes, poolside getting pedis
Dеco loft got views like the Gеtty (Look at that)
Pullin up in a 56’ Chevy
Down in South Park, bitches like, “Who killed Kenny?” (You bastards!)
And my crew so bad bitch heavy (So bad)
Found a rooftop and got messy (Messy)
Sippin’ lemon drops, bitch, come get me
It’s a Barbie girl summer, drop the top already (Let's go)