Dixie Queen - Stik Figa, Miles Bonny

Know a bad chick don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, yeah good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Do bad by herself, girl do ya thing

Know a bad chick don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, yeah good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Do bad by herself, do ya thing

She was yellow with freckles, light like a banana

Seen her at the gas station drinking pineapple Fanta

With an accent like East Atlanta

Poetry in motion, watching each stanza

Asked what her Instagram was, going on a tree limb

Off of the Seagrams, hopping in the DM

Aye, can we be friends?

Do this every weekend

Keep you in mind, treasure all your secrets

Girl, your nigga weak, cuffing like the precinct

Yea he a weenie, why we gotta pretend?

Take off the leopard print, I put on the sheepskin

The kids not mine, one hundred and ten percent

Twenty-eighteen, we don’t slut shame

Ain’t trippin' off the weight, let the gut hang

Twenty-eighteen, we don’t slut shame

Ain’t trippin' off the weight, let the gut hang

'Cause I know a bad chick don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Do bad by herself, baby do ya thing

Know a bad chick don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, yeah good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Doin' bad by herself, girl do ya thing

Boy, you better be careful, playing with the pink toe

«Why you with her?

She playing with your ego»

Come between you and everyone you think close

Have kids with her, your baby’ll probably think slow

Ever seen you with her late night, holding hands

Maybe you just pimping her, out for a dance

Hanging on the corner just trying to advance

Bet she in your pocket whenever she get the chance

Saying she Colombian (nigga she white)

Never been comfortable with down south rides

Mama said, you get caught with her get fifteen to life

But she always comes through when the bills too high

And she always came through, you was in a bind

Even talking about marrying her, suit and tie

Sisters say she take the good ones, they honestly right

'Cause over them white bitches niggas willing to die

'Cause I know a bad chick don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, yeah good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Do bad by herself, girl do ya thing

Yeah, I know a bad chick, she don’t cook or clean

Little food for thought, yeah good cuisine

Wrapped in designer, in the hood she queen

Doin' bad by herself, girl do ya thing

Do ya thing

Do ya thing

Do ya thing

Do ya thing