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[Intro: Lil Wayne Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm smokin' tarantula (Yeah) Bae gave it to me (Hm, huh) You think? Yeah, yeah, hm [Verse 1: Lil Wayne I'ma pull up so lit I just might crash, dawg Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to ask y'all who asked y'all See, who told me to stomp my ass off? That's all bop-bop-bop-bop-bop He was a good cat, my bad, dawg Don't put no K after that B, boy, bad call, that's flag talk Fuck around and knock your flag off, I had to I wore a Gat' before a tattoo, I had to As a matter of fact, I had two No cap, I'm on the capsules, I done relapsed, boo But I been on my feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe That cash blue but I'm still seein' green I'm in the bathroom and I'm peein' lean My bitch a vacuum, I told her Keep me clean it seems serene I'm a badonkadonk and bikini fiend I just need a queen that ain't scared to fuck a Steven King I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street How I go from bars on the screen, though, to the TV screen? Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals Gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake Propoganda 'bout to blow out the candle My lil' how out Atlanta, got a hoe out Atlanta With a hoe out Atlanta, she a hoe out Atlanta We get it, it's the same in each city My bitch dance better than P Diddy's And ever since the pandemic They don't wanna let Drake out of Canada I been screamin', "Free Drizzy" I know bae trust my vision but don't want me to see prison Said, "I can't make no promises, either leave or come visit But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit" Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women But I'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean of killers I put ya six feet deep, I'm bein' socially distant Nina Ross on my hip, the .44 is my mistress Extra clips, extra shots, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens Just come and see about it, bitch, Tunechi [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj Ayo, I am the star in any room that I stand in I am the standout, you just my stand-in These bitches copy my homework, that's what they hand in That's why I'm private like the airports that I land in Life is a beach house, don't let the sand in I ball in any arena, go let the fans in I should go cop a New Jersey, that's word to Camden These bitches' time tick-tocking, better stick to dancin' I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic Big-ass backpacks, just so poppa bear can frolic One margerita pizza with parmesan and garlic These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics Ain't gotta ever talk about when you are about it Just bought a new car not to drive it but to walk around it Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent Brand new Maserati I been Haegen Daesin' He call me solid even though I'm drippin' water diet Big booty stickin' out my Daisy Dukes, I cause a riot These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it? My packs hit different, who could ever supply it? No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me It's corporate giants and machines that went against me I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me She said she hot, I said, "Well bitch, come and convince me" Ain't no C in green, but I'm seein' green Even with them floor seats they couldn't convince the team The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, The Queen I send shots, send 'em back or flee the scene [Verse 3: Drake You know one of the perils of makin' money is you can afford to be dramatic
[Intro: Lil Wayne] Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm smokin' tarantula (Yeah) Bae gave it to me (Hm, huh) You think? Yeah, yeah, hm [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'ma pull up so lit I just might crash, dawg Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to ask y'all who asked y'all See, who told me to stomp my ass off? That's all bop-bop-bop-bop-bop He was a good cat, my bad, dawg Don't put no K after that B, boy, bad call, that's flag talk Fuck around and knock your flag off, I had to I wore a Gat' before a tattoo, I had to As a matter of fact, I had two No cap, I'm on the capsules, I done relapsed, boo But I been on my feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe That cash blue but I'm still seein' green I'm in the bathroom and I'm peein' lean My bitch a vacuum, I told her Keep me clean it seems serene I'm a badonkadonk and bikini fiend I just need a queen that ain't scared to fuck a Steven King I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street How I go from bars on the screen, though, to the TV screen? Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals Gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake Propoganda 'bout to blow out the candle My lil' how out Atlanta, got a hoe out Atlanta With a hoe out Atlanta, she a hoe out Atlanta We get it, it's the same in each city My bitch dance better than P Diddy's And ever since the pandemic They don't wanna let Drake out of Canada I been screamin', "Free Drizzy" I know bae trust my vision but don't want me to see prison Said, "I can't make no promises, either leave or come visit But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit" Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women But I'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean of killers I put ya six feet deep, I'm bein' socially distant Nina Ross on my hip, the .44 is my mistress Extra clips, extra shots, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens Just come and see about it, bitch, Tunechi [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Ayo, I am the star in any room that I stand in I am the standout, you just my stand-in These bitches copy my homework, that's what they hand in That's why I'm private like the airports that I land in Life is a beach house, don't let the sand in I ball in any arena, go let the fans in I should go cop a New Jersey, that's word to Camden These bitches' time tick-tocking, better stick to dancin' I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic Big-ass backpacks, just so poppa bear can frolic One margerita pizza with parmesan and garlic These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics Ain't gotta ever talk about when you are about it Just bought a new car not to drive it but to walk around it Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent Brand new Maserati I been Haegen Daesin' He call me solid even though I'm drippin' water diet Big booty stickin' out my Daisy Dukes, I cause a riot These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it? My packs hit different, who could ever supply it? No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me It's corporate giants and machines that went against me I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me She said she hot, I said, "Well bitch, come and convince me" Ain't no C in green, but I'm seein' green Even with them floor seats they couldn't convince the team The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, The Queen I send shots, send 'em back or flee the scene [Verse 3: Drake] You know one of the perils of makin' money is you can afford to be dramatic
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