[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I’m always up, ain’t gotta ante
I ball hard, don’t ever owe them like Lamy
Ayo, these bitches lucky that I still ain’t find a nanny
All of them is my juniors, Sammy, uh
They know I pop up like jump rope
If-If the queen Sleeze put a bag on it, then it’s gun smoke
So we ain’t playin’ on the internet
I got bigger fish to fry, that’s why I got a bigger net
[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj, Blondie]
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Tried to play me, but I shitted on him first
Soon turned out, had a heart of glass
I stole his heart and then I put it in a verse
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
He caught feelings when I rode it in reverse
Mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind
These bitches mad I did better and first
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
When I go, I can’t take the money with me
Gotta keep a hitter ’round, they tryna get me, woah
Who real or fake? Sorry, baby, I don’t know (Baby, I don’t know)
They don’t know me, but they always judgin’ my life
They can’t tell me who to love or fuck, it’s my life
They gon’ talk about me whether I’m wrong or I’m right
I don’t need no more drama in my life
My life, my life, my life (My life)
My life, my life, my life
My life, my life, my life (My life, my life, my life)
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Ain’t no prints on the jammies
But it still’ll tuck that ass to sleep like your mammy
I pull strings without the hammy
Bunch of jealous bitches, but I know the real bitches hear me
A bitch hot, come fan me
A-and that ass still sittin’ so I know they can’t stand me
Sexy bitch, but my money real manly
Sealed your fate if you ever hated on the family (Mm)
[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj, Blondie]
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Tried to play me, but I shitted on him first
Soon turned out, had a heart of glass
I stole his heart and then I put it in a verse
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
He caught feelings when I rode it in reverse
Mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind
These bitches mad I did better and first
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
When I go, I can’t take the money with me
Gotta keep a hitter ’round, they tryna get me, woah
Who real or fake? Sorry, baby, I don’t know (Baby, I don’t know)
They don’t know me but they always judgin’ my life
They can’t tell me who to love or fuck, it’s my life
They gon’ talk about me whether I’m wrong or I’m right
I don’t need no more drama in my life
My life, my life, my life (My life)
My life, my life, my life
My life, my life, my life (My life, my life, my life)
[Outro: Blondie]
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out, had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind
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