[intro: lil wayne & heather headley] yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) i'm smokin' tarantula (yeah)
bae gave it to me (haha) you dig? yeah, hold up, hm
[verse 1: lil wayne] i'ma pull up so lit, i just might crash, dawg
let me take this balenciaga mask off to ask y'all, "who asked y'all?"
cita told me to stunt my a** off, and that's all
bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, he was a good cat, my bad, dawg
don't put no k after that b-boy, "bad kall," that's flag talk
fuck around and knock your flag off, i had to
i wore a gat' before a tattoo, i had to as a matter of fact, i had two
no cap, i'm on the capsules, i done relapsed, boo
but i been on my feet since cinderella lost her gla** sh**
that cash blue, but i'm still seein' green i'm in the bathroom, and i'm peein' lean
my b*tch a vacuum i told her, "keep me clean," the scene serene
i'm a badonkadonk and bikini fiend i just need a queen that ain't scared to f*ck
a stephen king i used to live next door to drake and momma
dee and lisa dee on eagle street
how i go from bars on the screen door to the tv screen?
don't ask me, but never change the channel gucci flannel, gucci socks, gucci sandals
gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake propaganda 'bout to bl*w out the candle
my lil' h* out atlanta, got a h* out atlanta with a h* out atlanta, she a h* out atlanta
we get it, it's the same in each city my b*tch dance better than p. Diddy's
and ever since the pandemic they don't wanna let drake out of canada
i been sc***min', "free drizzy" i know bae trust my vision but don't want
me to see prison said, "i can't make no promises, either leave
or come visit but leave the keys to your heart next to your
soul and your spirit" some see graffiti as art, some could see h**s
to be women but i'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean
of killers i put you six feet deep, i'm bein' socially
distant nina ross on the hip, the.44 is my mistress
extra shots, extra clips, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens
just come and see about it, b*tch tunechi
[verse 2: nicki minaj] ayo, i am the star in any room that i stand
in i am the standout, you just my stand-in
these b*tch es copy my homework, that's what they hand in
that's why i'm private like the airports i land in
life is a beach house, don't let the sand in
i ball in any arena, go let the fans in i should go cop a new jersey, that's word
to camden these b*tch es' time tick-tockin', better
stick to dancin' i d&g the wallet, my money tall and brolic
big-a** backyards, just so papa bear could frolic
one margarita pizza with parmesan and garlic these b*tch es thirsty, i can see why they
alcoholics ain't gotta ever talk about it when you are
about it just bought a new car, not to drive it, but
to walk around it just call me nicki, c*ck the blicky, the minaj
is silent brand new vanilla maserati, i been häagen-dazsin'
he call me solid even though i'm drippin' water diet
big booty stickin' out, my daisy dukes'll cause a riot
these b*tch es still my sons, who could ever deny it?
my packs hit different, who could ever supply it?
no one b*tch could be my opp, that sh*t offends me
it's corporate giants and machines that went against me
i wash b*tch es, man, they couldn't even rinse me
she said she hot, i said, "well, b*tch , come and convince me"
ain't no c in green, but i'm seein' green even with them floor seats, they couldn't
see the team the k-i-n-g, the g.O.A.T., plus me, the queen
i send shots, send 'em back or flee the scene
[break: drake] you know, one of the perils of makin' money
is you can afford to be dramatic
y'all some drama queens, for real it's all good, though
you now tuned in to the biggest, ever ymcmb, tunechi lee, young angel, young lion,
man y'all boys get on a track with onika maraj,
and y'all still dyin' man, wa**up? we in this b*tch
[verse 3: drake] this ain't gon' be the first time that i do
numbers on two crutches seen more plaques than toothbrushes
until i'm at the pearly white gates, i gotta move somethin', do somethin'
all meetings happen in person, so they can't prove nothin'
known her eight years and still f*ck her like a new husband
tryna run a country like putin one day, but who's rushin', who's bluffin'? for real
who you huggin', who you wanna be lovin'? i play forty-eight min*tes on a torn meniscus,
who's subbin'? el chico luxury, wanna see my n*ggas ball
so bad, i started up a league fuck with me, you n*ggas can't trouble me
from the doubletree step your suites up, i get oliver to set the
beats up 2021, i had to wet the streets up
your girl was better in the mornin' like a slice of pizza
that's when i had to hit her with the, "nice to meet ya"
you n*ggas think you doin' damage, you just hypin' me up
face who? i could see a wall of y'all, all of y'all and run straight through
trust, it's all fun and games until i wanna play too
ayy, dios mío, the ice is frío on the jesus, it's bringin' me closer to god
i'm already close to the mob, i'm already known as the g.O.A.T
could try and get close, but you won't, i already packed the garage
none of these sh*ts is a dodge, none of this sh*t's a facade
none of this sh*t's a mirage thought i was seein' things when i was seein'
green 6 g-o-d, cmb, yes sir