Nicki lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was the man with the plan, yeah
Upside down cross, dead presidents
I was just thumbin' through bands, yeah
My twin was f*cked up, gave 'em a chance
I'll never switch on my mans
We was just down bad, now gang boolin' in France
Top dog, never needed no friends
Really the one, yeah these n*gga know who I am
Talk down lil' n*gga get blammed
I'm on my own wave n*gga, give a f*ck who don't like
Top dog, don't follow no trend
I'm in a four door, whipping this sh*t like a bike
So many racks, can't count on my hands
b*tch wanna f*ck, I'm like, "Bet"
I do this drip sh*t, yeah, when I can
This new chopstick sound like a firework
If he talk down, lil' n*gga it's lit
This ain't Converse, n*gga, this Rick
b*tch do your homework, n*gga, I'm him
Like it's Jonas, stay with my brothers
He act a fool, get one to his lid
And this hoe hate when I ignore her
Make sure her phone work, pick up this sh*t
LV backpack, yeah, like I'm Dora
Spent a light check, yeah, out of boredom
Taking trips, yeah, yeah, Bora Bora
This b*tch eat di*k, yeah, got no decorum
Diamonds wet, yeah, yeah, like the coral
Hoe tryna f*ck right now on the floor
I spent like three bands on some Goyard
Tryna act big body, get disarmed
I got zoes, oh yeah, out in Florida
I'm sipping drop, no, this ain't a bar
Got this freak hoe bumping my sh*t
But she couldn't hear me, so I replayed the bar
Repping rockstar sh*t, no guitar
n*ggas b*tch, yeah, be who you are
And this rap sh*t gotta keep my guard up
n*ggas tryna sneak diss, yeah, from a far
I been peeped vibes, they on that fake sh*t
You on that di*k lil' n*gga, get off
And this ape sh*t, new operation
He tryna run with swag, n*gga caught
I just stayed down, gotta be patient
f*cking this thick ho, Nicki Minaj
[Interlude]
(I just stayed down, gotta be patient)
(f*cking this thick ho, Nicki Minaj)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, it's some sh*t that I gotta get off of my chest, n*gga, yeah, yeah
Can't believe n*ggas tried to run off with my sh*t, n*gga, yeah, yeah
These rap n*ggas fanned out, I swear to God, n*ggas be sissy, huh, yeah, yeah
F.N leave him fanned out, that pus*y ass n*gga so p*ssy, n*gga, yeah, yeah
I do this archive sh*t, I mix Number (N)ine with that Ricky, n*gga, yeah, yeah
I'm finna run this sh*t up until my God come and get me, n*gga, yeah, yeah
b*tch I'm in the A, so I stay with a rod like a fisher, n*gga, yeah, yeah
I'm Lil 600, I been had sons from the beginning, n*gga, yeah, yeah
I'm pushing that hummer, we don't give a f*ck 'bout the limit, n*gga, yeah, yeah
That n*gga a runner, we turn his whole block to Olympic, n*gga, huh
b*tch I been that n*gga, my lil' shawty call me a stunner, n*gga, Stone Cold
My twin toting knockers, we put a red dot to his head, like the f*ck n*gga hormones
n*gga walked in alive, he walked out walking dead
Now that n*gga the face of a horror show
Heard he talking on live, we put racks on his head
We gon' turn this whole sh*t to a warzone

[Outro]
Hitec, this ho' crazy