Lyrics

[Verse]
Shapoleon, queen on the grind, gold fleece,
Cash flow tidal wave, never in peace,
She got the hustle like a heart that don't cease,
Making moves, stacking bread, on a daily feast.

[Chorus]
Shapoleon, the queen of the block,
Riding high, never looking at the clock,
Always schemin', on a hustle, never stop,
Shapoleon, at the top, pop and lock.

[Verse]
She got the world in her palm, ice cold grip,
Diamonds on her wrist, cash flow drip,
Business deals, she flips, never slips,
Riding through the city in a candy-apple whip.

[Chorus]
Shapoleon, the queen of the block,
Riding high, never looking at the clock,
Always schemin', on a hustle, never stop,
Shapoleon, at the top, pop and lock.

[Bridge]
From the alleyways to the high-rise views,
Her story told in the ink of tattoos,
Ruthless in the game, she pays her dues,
Shapoleon, commanding all the crews.

[Verse]
Stacks piling up like high-rise floors,
Every door she opens leads to more,
From dusk till dawn, she's out for scores,
Shapoleon, queen bee, lions roar.