歌手:Nicki Minaj
专辑:《Queen Radio: Volume 1》

作词 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Swiatczak/Konrad Zasada
作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Swiatczak/Konrad Zasada
New York, stand the **** up! (Yeah)
You know what's goin' on, nigga
Fivio, Barbie
Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga
Touch my crown, these jealous ass niggas
It's only one king, it's only one queen, there's two crowns, nigga
Baow, grr (Ayo)
This week 'Rari ('Rari), next week Lambo (Lambo)
*****, I'm fly (Fly), I don't land though (Land though)
This they funeral, start the service
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you *****es is salty, I give them pressure
Uh, you *****es is salty, pass me the pepper (Pass me the pepper)
Uh, you *****es be jacking, me like the ripper
Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell all the flipper
Uh, I know they tea bagging, *****es is testy
Get you a vacuum, *****es is messy
Let's see
After all of that surgery, you are still ugly, and that is what gets me
This shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'all
I wish a ***** would upon a shooting star
You thought you witnessed my final coup de gras
Brrt, look up, we shootin' stars
Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up
You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** from the streets, grow up
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)
I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as an enemy, ***** (*****)
Southside Jamaica, we mobbin' in Brix, so pull up with the blicks (Blicks)
Some of the best shooters out of New York, they don't play with the knicks (Ayo)
That ain't Fivio Foreign, it's Barbie new foreign, *****
These Nike, it ain't Reebok, we back on that Ewok
Percocets got a detox, firearms gon' get restocked
Shooters hittin' that g spot, *****es imitate, please stop
Suck his **** like a freeze pop, first he gotta give me top (Brrt)
Fendi bag or that Louis bag, more colorful than a peacock
Weak niggas gotta get the boot, gotta get the boot with no treetop
He was like, "Who that? She bad," I was like, "Oh, that's bestie"
I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexy
I know they sleepin' on me, *****es got epilsepsy
I don't do coke, little *****, I don't even do Pepsi, let's see
How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me? That is what gets me
Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up
You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** from the streets, grow up
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)
[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]
[?] Watch how my shooter could bully you (Watch how my shooter could bully you)
Yeah (Yeah)
That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Huh, yeah, I never say what I wanna do (I never say what I wanna do)
Yeah, look, open the door and I shoot out the bulletproof
I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression
I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless
I'm showin' them both and I'm teachin' 'em lessons
Now watch how I'm moving 'cause I'm the investment
**** her one night and I go and get breakfast
I don't do paperwork or confessions (Nah)
I don't do internet shows or texting (Nah)
Shoot up the party, that send them the message (Bow, bow, bow)
You niggas started us (You niggas started us) (Yeah, yeah)
Bulletproof, was like a guarded truck (Skrrt)
Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (Nah)
And she Barbie dolled up (Lil' baby)
We see 'em, we shooting the party up (Grrt)
We ain't squashing shit, don't try to "Sorry" us (Nah)
I got rich friends and they be riled up (Skrrt)
If they want to, they shooting the [?] up (Bow, bow, bow)
Fivi' (Fivi'), spazzin' (Spazzin')
Two shows (Two shoes), backend
Fendi (Fendi), fashion (Fashion)
Fendi fashion (Fendi fashion) (Yeah, look, huh)
I put the brains on a napkin, I tell my demons to whack him
My nigga died then that nigga died, I don't even know how it happened
Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up (Get money)
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up (Take money)
But I love the way they mob when we roll up (Haha)
Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up (Yo, all these *****es [?])
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (Bow)
When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up
I said we out, you can't breeze with us (Bow)
And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's up (Bow) (The money)