You know what, Free Remy!
Fuck you, Free Remy!
(Fuck Nicki Minaj!) Are you dumb?
You a pink diamond chicken wing chain (Are you dumb?)
You had a leather beehive on your head! (Are you dumb?)
(Fuck Nicki Minaj!) Are you forgettin’ that I pressed you before, bitch?
(Fuck Nicki Minaj!)
(I) Fuck with your soul like shETHER
(Will) You ain’t the queen, I’ll show you
(Not) Lipo your ass and belly
(Lose) I prove you lost already!
They told you your whole career I’d come home and kill you, right? Ha-ha!
I told you I wasn’t talkin’ about your dumb ass
It looks stupid, you literally got a dumb ass
Talking cray, and we all know that you dumb ass
You get the Donkey of the Day, yeah you, dumb ass!
Let’s be honest; you stole that line ’bout bitches being your sons
How you take my ’09 jail tweet and run?
Talking ’bout “bringing knives to a fight with guns,”
When the only shot you ever took was in your buns!
And I saw Meek at All-Star; he told me your ass dropped
He couldn’t fuck you for three months, because your ass dropped
Now I don’t think y’all understand how bad her ass got
The implants that she had put in her ass popped!
I was like, “Damn, 90 days and you couldn’t have box?
Did she at least compensate?, start giving you mad top?
Her name Minaj, right? She ain’t throw you some bad thots?”
He said “Nah,” that’s when I knew you was really a trash bop
You was screaming “Free Remy” when I was upstate doomed
But now that they freed Remy, you don’t sing the same tune!
Locked me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weaves
Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greens
Daily News, “Her Career’s Over,” “She Was Kinda Stupid,”
But you saw a opportunity ’cause you a opportunist!
Left your Day 1 ’cause you heard he was on some cheat shit
Then got with the dude that told you on some creep shit
But what happened to Omeeka? Nah, on some G shit
Left him and took a pic with the dude he had beef with?
And we all know it was a beef that you started
Pillow-talking out of your ass, this bitch retarded
Now you gotta die, You dearly departed
Blood bath when I catch you, a real red carpet!
Now what I’mma do, I’mma just stick to the facts
Bitch so scared of my future, got this bitch going
Been through mad crews, you disloyal hoochie
Now all of a sudden you back with Drake and Tunechi?
After he said you sucked his dick, you back with Gucci?
Who next, Puff, Deb or Fendi? You a A-list groupie!
And to be the Queen of Rap, you gotta actually rap
The whole industry know that your shit is a wrap
No, to be the Queen of Rap, you can’t have a ghostwriter
And that’s why this is My House, Flo Rida!
Niggas done seen Drake penning, Wayne penning
And since your first boyfriend left, bitch ain’t winning
You a Internet troll, a Web browser, I’m sorry
You can’t get her online with out Safaree!
Mentioning guns, you Pussy Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a Trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz
Coke head, you cheated on your man with E-Bro
I might leak the footage of you sniffing them ski slopes!
They gassing you up, but you been on E, though
Pills and Potions, yep, you been on E, hoe
Got your ghostwriters back, so you think you’re lit Rem Belushi, I’m a Ghostbuster, bitch!
I’m supposed to be scared ’cause you bought your Barbie
I’ll revert to “Ante Up,” you’ll get your Barbie chain yapped
Tried to front in February, catch you in that Maybach
Show you how to use your name, you be using your name
I’m saying, how you mix Nicki with a Minaj?
I’mma park this bitch, put Nicki in the garage
I’m getting money like Nicky Barnes, I’m the big homie
I responded in less than 48 hours, Nick Nolte!
Getting close like Nick Jonas, gripping the gauge
Then blaze off, Face Off, bitch, Nicolas Cage!
You animated like Nickelodeon, you fake, bitch!
Only the kids believe in you, you St. Nick!
Now when I shoot Nick at Nite, they won’t understand it
I’m Wild’n Out, bout to hit Nick with the Cannon
How are you on the VMAs acting like you hood?
Way across the stage, talking ’bout “Miley, what’s good?”
That’s Hannah Montana, she was always happy!
You only fronted on Mariah ’cause Mariah don’t carry
Tried to disrespect Taylor ’cause Taylor wasn’t Swift
Pillsbury Doughgirl, Remy pick the biscuit up
I’m jealous? Bitch, you was happy when they took me
Best thing that ever happened to you was when they booked me
You said you never fucked Wayne, how stupid I look, B?
Get the picture, I’ll expose you, I’m kind of a bully!