[Intro: Action Bronson]
Uh
Queens, New York
Bam Bam
See this here, yo

[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
Let me begin, baby, my name is Bronsoliño
All I see is C-notes, silk shirts at the casino
Time to take those leather pants off, this ain't no dance off
I know your hands soft, you're on the menu like the lamb
This is a grown man's sport, dawg
I leave a mother****** laid out on the handball court
I never brag and boast, I'm fire out the dragon's nose
My words pronounced just like your camel toe
And every whip in the garage laced
Bait the cops into a car chase, keep that thing in the guitar case
Crash the mother******' Jeep into the venue
Better pray to God it's straight to Heaven where they send you
Ah, why the **** would I need a bodyguard
If I look just like the mother******' bodyguard?
Baby hair curls on my forehead, **** **** ***** dead
Jump out that four times four door, draw lead
Queens, man

[Verse 2: StarLife Breezy]
Uh
Open your eyes and see a star, [?] and I rise
You don't see what I see in me? Might need to borrow my eyes
Sky's the limit, I'm in it and givin' God high five
Paid dues [?] tax, I'm givin' God my time
Settin' the standard, raisin' the bar, come gaze at a star
Here to expose these lame rappers for the haters they are
And make your label regret that they tried to make you a star
Take the hate in my heart and sell to the nation as art
Get in the way, you gettin' taken apart, haters and doubters
I hope after today they have to pacemaker your heart
I take your favourite rapper, eat his face, plate to fork
Then plead guilty to murder when I face my day in the court
The backstabbers gettin' stabbed back, the young lyrical asset
Get a beat, bash it then tag that, body bag it and trash that
I'm no longer a have-not, 'cause now I have that
Said my I told you so's, now I am past that
I'm like the burglarer, come to smash and grab rap
And you know I do it for the cash stack, ahaha, sucker
[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Mmm
Barely got here ten minutes go
I'ma show you how a real ***** [?]
[?] what you holdin' that virginity for?
[?] give a **** 'bout the energy flow
Truth is, [?] makin' music
And you [?] dress is so ******* stupid
I ain't tryna [?]
Tryna talk to you ******, I might ******* lose it
Know what? Hold up, Preemo, this beat suck
I only like White girls that got black books
I only like bank checks that hold big bucks
Only ride in a coupe [?] wheels
In the casino, shirt off
And these ******* know I'm walkin' [?]
And these ****** [?]
[?]

[Verse 4: Tiffany Foxx]
[?] I'ma go Amanda Bynes
So every line is like a line, [?]
You don't get respect from me unless you the Queen B
And when you talk about the king, nah, T.I.P., they mean me
The Porsche break fast, pressure, you break fast
Eat these rap chicks lunch, dinner, break-fast, ha
I'm from the Lou where every day is a killin' spree
And me and [?] split the ransom, shoppin' spree
Foxx
[Verse 5: Lil’ Kim]
Call the dog pound, 'cause this ***** bad
Bobby Bone in De'niro, a Versace bag
Kimmy got 'em sweatin' like they Trinidad
Time piece, wavy rocks
Blonde hair, call it Baywatch
I pull up to the party in a bright red Ferrari
And I shut the block down like I just caught a body
Bang Bang, foreign engineer
'020 body style, it ain't even here
12's in the trunk, Bruce Lee kick in the rear
Smokin' out the inside like fog in the mirror
Everybody stare like they lookin' at a leprechaun
Chromed out shoes, these the type you ain't steppin' on
I don't wanna hear, tell your problems to a priest
I don't **** with him 'less he a beast, capisce?
B.I.G. rest in peace, Brooklyn