Nicki Minaj Revenge, um, you know, she just really jumped out the and you gotta be when you pick fights and that's what I've learned in business you never know...
Kim] Shut the up
Who the f-ck war beef straight to your front door It'll be a scene I'm Pink Friday to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clown all this buffoonery, the shit now time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the I put hands on this like a spa massage we all know your name is what got you a job you use to put together gimmicks like a collage since you putting on a show, you gon' get the clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't for this the sh*t the bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what hardcore bet my sh-t keeps spinning like syndicated corny broad I'll pyou bloody like you menstruated your hot air ass bitch should have been this aint a championship fight been the greatest see the fact is, what you I did it lames to clone my style, run with it cool, I was the first one with it you deluded kim wannabe you just hate to it I'm the Blueprint you aint nothing new check ya and videos, you'll always be number 2 I seen 'em come, I 'em go, still I remain sweety, you on your 14th minute of fame I'm over 10 years strong running the game cut the comparisons, I'm in the legendary fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm with my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches either you high, or sipping that sh-t on I get top dollar for my name on go stick your head in a tornado, I bombs, FLex, Napalm black and yellow, pull up in your ghetto when I step out, posted up in stilettos p-ssy so pink like my saying hello if I whistle, they'll whip you in all five borough's I'm in Brooklyn, I'll be comfortably now who pumped you and told you to come with me you the to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off in your hood no company on, Queens aint showing you no love I was there the other night bottles with the thugs you like Washington I'm Benjy. You got a buzz now, an' I had a frenzy oh yeah, welcome to the fam', you need to stop, not hot, you're a burning match that means the end is near soon, copy oh I see, they got you gassed like I'mma think of the better slow down dummy, you bout to stink p-ssy hoe, I'm giving you a thermometer in hand and I'm coming for ass who you you getting past I see right through you, whole sh-t is made of glass
[Nicki You see through me How do you do sh...
Kim] I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn thorough bred rep for my bitch never been the type to have and try to settle sh-t I ride out the wheels fall off and my n-ggas squeeze til the shell go off f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a of weirdo's a airhead bitch, scarecrow haha, aint old but my money bitch hahaha, this is liquid assests Benjamin's my you Young Money bastards you and Diddy, bunch of swagger jackers I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my taxes Bobby in the flesh, taught by the great so on my move, I'm yelling checkmate
I a massacre Manson you don't stand a chance with her Jeffrey Dahmer you looking like to me I'm bout to all you bitches like Ted Bundy leave whole head red like Peg Bundy you're hilarious, for all the laughs garbage so I'm taking out the trash you on me, come on baby girl ain't enough ass shots in the you're a nuisance, you'll steal my new sh-t but you could f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces all the World I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me Rosteam tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, my offspring Kim more than a Lebron ring....