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[Intro: Nicki


Young

[Verse 1: Nicki
I been smokin' gas, killin'
Man, I feel like a gang-star
up my face like a ninja
In this Alexander Wang
I'mma a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they gon' let things off
I switchin' up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it off
Percocets and Addies, for a fuck I could give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they let me live?
Me and in LIV
my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to spar
You was tryin' too
I'm out here though, I am out here livin' though
Me and winnin' though
Slimes out twinnin' though
I am on my though
I am so pivotal
Bands, I go get it
on his pedestal
A lot of gang shit, a lot of gang shit
All plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These pussy though
them out my pussy though
Niggas want my though
'Cause it like cookie dough
Smoke, I got a pack
sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas don't mean my when they say she blacked
I am the (Facts)
I'm she lacks
get on your kneecap
I mean C. Kaep'
I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a pap
You bitches don't ball out, you get QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records ankles
I've been that since ice cream with the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm
I'm

[Hook: Lil
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just fucked like five hoes in my
Got 'em feelin' like they star
Your throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel like a doctor
Pop X with my exotic dancer
She start cryin' and her job hard
her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In to Honda

2: Lil Wayne]
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my can go HAM
Put my face up in her and my thumb in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her face down in the pillow, 'bout to her ass
A fly bone to me, I told her to come get a tan
Now she pecan
Oh, I got a in the sofa
An in the toaster
A in the chocha
The yayo yoga
And I wake up, smell the
I don't how I woke up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
Wearing high on the front porch
Two with the mud flowin'
The plug ain't charge me for it
I cried tears of joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
ask me where I'm fuckin' goin'
I up with my skaters
'em beat you with their fuckin' boards
Sharp shooters like sharks
you down in the Walmart
Shoot you in the parkin' lot
Shoot you down in the food
Hit crib in the Steamboat
Then disappear on the
Act a like Steve-O
disappear like Ne-Yo
Leave a red on your screen door
Leave a red around your queen's throat
Leave a blood on your mink floor
Like a red stain on clean
That money gang, 500
On that money
And we walkin' around bloody fangs
hunger games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, and thunder came
my youngest came, that's your mother's name
Hit the address, knockin' down picture and other things
Throwin' up Eastside like pains
Sugarcane get to Spain
A kilo and it shook the plane
A screamed, the hoes wouldn't complain
I the AK with the knife, so the butcher came
And the came, and her sister came
And what's her
It'll go Buka
You even know where to put the blame
That's

Lil Wayne]
I just fucked like five in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like they star
Your hoes throwin' fits, my patient
Man, I feel just like a
Pop some X for my exotic
She cryin' and said her job hard
Switch her whip out, put her in a
Now she screamin' In Peace to Honda

Switch her out put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to
Put her ass up in a dumb
Now she screamin' Rest In to Smart Car
Switch her, put her in
Now she Rest In Peace to Kia
Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she Rest In Peace to Uber
That's sick shit