Queen's Speech 5

Please don't stop for a chinwag
 You need a Tic Tac (ugh)
 You will get broke up like a Kit Kat
 And then taken out like a bin bag
 Becah it's going down, low blow
 So don't make me snap like a photo, slow-mo
 I'll come through hooded up like Trayvon, woo
 All blacked out like Akon (brap)
 I'ma come to your door like Avon
 And make you gimme them notes like Trey Songz
 Mad ting, sad ting, like a Drake song
 Everything's cool, payphone
 I told you to change your panties (uh)
 So why you still wearing the same ones?
 Dutty gyal, no Sean Paul (nah)
 I'm a bad gyal, what you gon' do?
 Look, I got supporters in Cornwall (yes)
 And I know some ballers in Portmore (Kingston)
 But wait, why do girls love to do that pose? (Why?)
 Are they your new trainers?
 What are those? (Ah)
 Eediat gyal (woo)
 Pick your nose and eat it gyal, ew
 I am the realest gyal
 I-I-I am the realest gyal (woo)
 You ain't like Melesha (nah)
 I'm a hurricane, yeah, I'm Katrina
 English class, didn't like the teacher
 So I walked out like "Bye, Felicia"
 Stay in school, kids
 They don't show no appreciation
 Keep things short like abbreviation
 All these girls are really hating (why?)
 When their lips look like crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Your lips look like crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Their lips look like crispy bacon (yo)
 I'm on the grind, skateboard
 I'ma go nuts, acorn
 They try to take shots, paintball
 But I'll cross when I want like a jaywalk
 Pathetic, your weave's synthetic
 If you think that you're gonna get past me
 Then you can forget it
 Like, hello, do you hear me?
 I've been dying to let you know that you're the biggest wasteman
 Look, I'll take you for some garlic bread (yeah)
 I'll take him for a tuna salad
 Just when they thought I was done
 I gave them another one, DJ Khaled (ah)
 So don't think you're bad (nah)
 'Cause your man prees my Instagram (mm)
 So you got mad then hit the fan
 I hit him up then I hit the dab like woo, that's it
 Don't try talk with your black lips
 I heat things up like June the 1st
 I took the crown, Miss Universe
 They don't show no appreciation
 Keep things short like abbreviation
 All these girls are really hating (why?)
 When their lips look like crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Your lips look like crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Crispy! Crispy bacon
 Their lips look like crispy bacon (woo)
 Queen's Speech 5, you know? (Haha)
 Sorry for the wait
 I dropped my phone in the toilet, awks
 Bom-bom-bom-bom
 Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom
 Bom-bom-bom-bom
 Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom, ah (woo)