NICKI MINAJ TROLLZ

Desperate in this face, oilish cake

He wanted to taste, we sippin' on that ace

Itty bitty waist, pretty face

Yeah, eat a cookie, monster

He a slave to this pussy, call me monster

Real wet, I just drip it like it's pasta

They get nervous when it's Nicki on the rasta

Somebody usher this ***** into a clinic

My flow still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic

I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks

They study Nicki's style, now all of them wanna mimic

Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches and you can't

Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp

Me, I'm still money, wishes light up like a lamp

They gon' have to send they best fighter for the chant

Racks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'

They keep hatin', but still watchin'

Check the boards, I'm still choppin'

Bust down a plain chain, I got options

It's a bunch of mini-me's, I'm the one they mockin'

Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'

When I come out, all a sneak, bitches start plottin'

When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'