text: Look, its ya girl Nicki Maraj
  My nigga Ru Spits
  Getcha 
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up, just tell em to ease up 
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up 
  Just tell em to ease up 
  See, I don’t know what they take me for
  And I don’t know what they hate me for, I gets cake fo sho
  And I don’t know how to take it slow 
  I’m the type to get right, stay in the limelight 
  These broke niggas always re-ing up
  Nigga see me in the beam, now he speedin up
  I’m like Duke, holla at me when ya Gs is up
  Oh, that’s the Kanye piece? Throw your Jesus up
  When I say I’m bout my guac, I don’t mean amole
  Feel like I’m being watched, I don’t mean a Rollie 
  I’m half past seven o clock, all by my lonely 
  Spits got the Dessie on cock, dont run up on me 
  Bitches get mad, cause they know they can’t 
  Nickname should be TV, the way they 
  Run with a 
  Gotta be at least six feet to break me off 
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up, just tell em to ease up 
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up 
  Just tell em to ease up 
  See, I don’t know what they take me for
  And I don’t know what they hate me for, I gets cake fo sho
  And I don’t know how to take it slow
  I’m the type to get right, stay in the limelight
  I’m at the bar gettin Rémy on rocks
  I’m comin for these rap bitches if they ready or not 
  You know the girl, I already was hot
  You tell em, fuck a new bitch, I want a veteran spot
  Look, it’s Nicki M in the place, so stay back
  I stay around the white like I’m Pat Sajak 
  Plus I had my A-game up since 8-track
  I’m Diddy with the flow, “Take that, take that”
  My flow say ka-ching and my pockets say cheese
  I ain’t got a bag, but my wrists say freeze
  Dick em, trick em, I know how to pick em
  Brrt, stick em, ah-ha-ha! Stick em
  If you wanna me sweat me, then baby, let me tell you
  I’m not like them other girls youve been with
  Cause I know you think I’m sexy, you wanna sex me
  Rollin with Ru Spits, we make hits, where my chips, bitch? 
  I don’t know what you chasin, dog
  Cause I aint got patience for 
  All these dudes that be hatin y’all
  Cause money we be takin more, gettin cake for sure
  Only think about makin more
  Grey Azzure, mink drag, let it scrape the floor
  Don’t be mad when I take your broad
  Rock stones, can’t trace a flaw
  So I guess, in a way, you could say 
  That I was made to ball
  Act out and the K applaud
  Me and Nicki gon’ pay the cost
  You wanna play the boss
  You gon learn how to take a loss
  Of course I’m back, kid still torch the track
  We gettin paper like Office Max
  Branch house with the horse to match
  Pink gems, and the cross attached
  Hit you, then I toss the gat
  So, Gs up, nigga, get your Bs up
  Chick act up, tell a hoe to ease up
  In the back of the club, homie roll that weed up
  If you wanna jump bad, a beatdown’s the outcome
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up, just tell em to ease up 
  Where my niggas thats gettin they Gs up? 
  In the back and you rollin your trees up 
  Where my bitches thats gettin they freeze up?
  And gettin they tease up 
  Just tell em to ease up 
  My nigga Spits 
  Fire and ice 
   
   I see you 
  Nicki Maraj in the building, bitches