If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast (Saweetie)
To all of the queens who are fighting alone (Lauv)
Baby, you're not dancing on your own (Let's go)

Can't live without me
You wanna, but you can't, nah-nah-nah
Think it's funny, but honey
Can't run this show on your own
I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take
I'll show you how a real queen behaves

Oh, no damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathing fire
You can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours

If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancing on your own

She's the queen and I'm just lucky to get close to the throne
I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy
But she's taking me home, yeah
No damsel in distress, don't need a savior
She's a goddess, I will never try to change her
She know she got my world inside of that palm
But she can have whatever she wants

If all of the kings had their queens on the throne (Ayy, baby)
We would pop champagne and raise a toast (yeah)
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancing on your own

Let's go
I'm a queen, I'm a boss, I'm a brat (Yeah)
Hella independent, I get this, I get that (Uh-uh)
Shout out to the girls from the block to the trap
I don't need a man for shit
Put myself on the map (Oh)
And they thought I was done
I ain't even hit my peak and I'm still on the run
I'm all alone on the laps, I'm runnin' the track
Only time I see L's on my tax
In my house and winning
Post a pic, just because
They like "Oh she chilling" (Yeah)
Me and dollar bills and my lipstick silly
I need acrylic nails, I don't need no critics (Facts)
Saweetie gon' glow, Saweetie gon' shine (Yeah)
Take a full tan so I don't see no lines
My name on their lips, my name on their minds
I'ma take it from the block to the Hollywood sign

If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancing on your own

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh