[VERSE 1 - Nicki Minaj]
Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho n***as?
Don't do coke, I don't blow n***as
I don't tell n***as, I show n***as
And it's never less than like 4 n***as
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup n***a
He telling and he hiding
But real n***as a still catch a n***a
Cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These n***as that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town, no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Lookin' ass n***as ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
And some eses in them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand
They suckin' dick like it's band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens n***as in it's all hoodies
Kidnappin' and then rob n***as
Call D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy ass lil rap n***as
I fucked with real trap n***as
Pop star, icon
But I send n***as come snatch n***as
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School n***as, get a GED
And I tease n***as, make em B.E.G
Got a money fetish, I'ma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
What's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good

[VERSE 2 - Thimbo]
I’m killing bitches
I’m popping snitches
Put her on the stake, like we burning witches
My cook here, gourmet sandwiches
Drop her dead, buried in ditches
She not coming back, no necromancy
Can’t sit still, bitch is antsy
Dressed down, bitch lookin fancy
Shootin’ down bitches, it's a drive by
Talk shit, bitch you gone die
Like Mariah Carey’s song, you go Bye Bye
At your grave, quote LOONA, say “Hi High”
Glock and a Magnum 45
Pussy so wet, he wanna take dive
Fucking your man, made him cum times 5
Pussy so good that if he don’t get it, he cry cry
You wack bitch, that's tragic
You a flop ass hoe, that’s sad bitch
Stay mad bitch
I’ma bad bitch
Them hand-me downs look ravaged
Got a patch on ‘em, like your name cabbage