[Hook]
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, n***a stop fronting

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
Oh God, tell me what's a bitch to do?
When I done punched more n***as in the face than you
Talkin' all that gun talk and you ain't never popped nothin'
You ain't no 2Pac you ain't even a Pac cousin
Never shot nothin'
And you not buzzin'
You the type to start totin' shit cause you know the cops comin'
You say that you a gangsta, and you had the block runnin'
I say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin'
[?]
Your shit should have a parental advisory sticker on the package
That says "just rappin'"
You weak, and you wouldn't poke a hole in the page
Only [?] you gained, is when you said keep the change
How you tryna tell me to squeeze the [?]
When you [?]
Y'all n***as is twinkie fillin'
So soft, you smushy
[?] I smell, I smell pussy

[Hook]
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, n***a stop fronting
[Verse 2]
These n***as are liars
I hate 'em with passion
They need to pull they panties down and go put a pad on
Mean mug em with they tats on
Tell the pretty boy n***a he need to go put some mack on
These n***as frontin'
They ain't got no hard
They be deep in they emotions like [?]
How the fuck you pushin' hard
You never felt pussy raw
Comin' in rubbers
N***as skeetin' all over your balls
Walkin' round with your heart on your sleeve
If it wasn't for rap, you would starve on the streets
You ain't a man you, a maggot
Funny style havin'
Send away your dresses, borderline faggot
The game ain't fair, they runnin' these [?]
If you do your homework you see they foolin' they fans
Fuck n***a I don't like ya
What is all the hype for
If I let you fuck then we'd only be dykin'

[Hook]
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, n***a stop fronting
[Verse 3]