Bm Bm Bm D D Free Remy! (Word)Bm Bm Bm D D You know what? Free Remy!Bm Bm Bm D D Fuck you, Free Remy!Bm Bm Bm D D (Fuck Nicki Minaj!)Bm Bm Bm D D Are you dumb?Bm Bm Bm D D You wore a pink diamond chicken wing chain (Are you dumb?)Bm Bm Bm D D You had a leopard beehive on your head (Are you dumb?) (Fuck Nicki Minaj!)Bm Bm Bm D D Are you forgettin' that I pressed you before, bitch? (Fuck Nicki Minaj!) [Hook]Bm Bm Bm D D (I) Fuck with your soul like shETHERBm Bm Bm D D (Will) You ain't the queen, I'll show youBm Bm Bm D D (Not) Lipo your ass and bellyBm Bm Bm D D (Lose) I prove you lost already [Verse]Bm Bm Bm D D They told you your whole career I'd come home and kill you, right? Ha-ha!Bm Bm Bm D D I told you I wasn't talkin' about your dumb assBm Bm Bm D D It looks stupid, you literally got a dumb assBm Bm Bm D D Talkin' cray, and we all know that you dumb asBm Bm Bm D D You get Donkey of the Day, yeah, you dumb assBm Bm Bm D D Let's be honest, you stole that line 'bout bitches bein' your sonsBm Bm Bm D D how you take my '09 jail tweet and run?Bm Bm Bm D D Talkin' about bringin' knives to a fight with gunsBm Bm Bm D D When the only shot you ever took was in your bunsBm Bm Bm D D And I saw Meek at All-Star, he told me your ass droppedBm Bm Bm D D He couldn't fuck you for three monthsBm Bm Bm D D Because your ass droppedBm Bm Bm D D Now I don't think y'all understand how bad her ass gotBm Bm Bm D D The implants that she had put in her ass poppedBm Bm Bm D D I was like, "Damn, 90 days and you couldn't have box?Bm Bm Bm D D Did she at least compensate? Start givin' you mad top?Bm Bm Bm D D Her name Minaj, right? She ain't throw you some bad thots?"Bm Bm Bm D D He said "Nah," that's when I knew you was really a trash bopBm Bm Bm D D You was screamin' "Free Remy!" when I was upstate doomedBm Bm Bm D D But now that they freed Remy, you don't sing the same tuneBm Bm Bm D D Locked me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weavesBm Bm Bm D D Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greensBm Bm Bm D D Daily News, "Her career's over," "She was kinda stupid,"Bm Bm Bm D D But you saw a opportunity 'cause you a opportunistBm Bm Bm D D Left your Day 1 'cause you heard he was on some cheat shitBm Bm Bm D D Then got with the dude that told you on some creep shitBm Bm Bm D D But what happened to Omeeka? Nah, on some G shitBm Bm Bm D D Left him and took a pic with the dude he had beef with?Bm Bm Bm D D And we all know it was a beef that you startedBm Bm Bm D D Pillow-talkin' out of your ass, this bitch retardedBm Bm Bm D D Now you gotta die, you dearly departedBm Bm Bm D D Bloodbath when I catch you, a real red carpetBm Bm Bm D D Now what I'ma do, I'ma just stick to the factsBm Bm Bm D D Bitch so scared of my future, got this bitch goin' backwardsBm Bm Bm D D Been through mad crews, you disloyal hoochieBm Bm Bm D D Now all of a sudden you back with Drake and Tunechi?Bm Bm Bm D D After he said you sucked his dick, you back with Gucci?Bm Bm Bm D D Who next: Puff, Deb, or Fendi? You a A-list groupieBm Bm Bm D D And to be the Queen of Rap, you gotta actually rapBm Bm Bm D D The whole industry know that your shit is a wrapBm Bm Bm D D No, to be the Queen of Rap, you can't have a ghostwriterBm Bm Bm D D And that's why this is my house; Flo RidaBm Bm Bm D D Niggas done seen Drake pennin', Wayne pennin'Bm Bm Bm D D And since your first boyfriend left, bitch ain't winnin'Bm Bm Bm D D You a Internet troll, a Web browser, I'm sorryBm Bm Bm D D You can't get a on line without SafareeBm Bm Bm D D Mentionin' guns, you Pussy Galore, James BondBm Bm Bm D D Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey SongzBm Bm Bm D D Coke head, you cheated on your man with EbroBm Bm Bm D D I might leak the footage of you sniffin' them ski slopesBm Bm Bm D D They gassin' you up, but you been on E, thoughBm Bm Bm D D "Pills and Potions," yep, you been on E, hoeBm Bm Bm D D Got your ghostwriters back, so you think you litBm Bm Bm D D Rem Belushi, I'm a Ghostbuster, bitchBm Bm Bm D D I'm supposed to be scared 'Cause you bought your Barbie chain back?Bm Bm Bm D D I'll revert to "Ante Up," you'll get your Barbie chain yappedBm Bm Bm D D Tried to front in February, catch you in that MaybachBm Bm Bm D D Show you how to use your name, you be usin' your name wackBm Bm Bm D D I'm sayin', how you mix Nicki with a Minaj?Bm Bm Bm D D I'ma park this bitch, put Nicki in the garageBm Bm Bm D D I'm gettin' money like Nicky Barnes, I'm the big homieBm Bm Bm D D I responded in less than 48 Hours; Nick NolteBm Bm Bm D D Gettin' close like Nick Jonas, grippin' the gaugeBm Bm Bm D D Then blaze off, Face Off, bitch, Nicolas CageBm Bm Bm D D You animated like Nickelodeon, you fake, bitchBm Bm Bm D D Only the kids believe in you; you St. NickBm Bm Bm D D Now when I shoot Nick at Nite, they won't understand itBm Bm Bm D D I'm Wild'n Out, 'bout to hit Nick with the CannonBm Bm Bm D D How are you on the VMAs, actin' like you hood?Bm Bm Bm D D Way across the stage, talkin' about "Miley, what's good?"Bm Bm Bm D D That's Hannah Montana, she was always happyBm Bm Bm D D You only fronted on Mariah 'cause Mariah don't carryBm Bm Bm D D Tried to disrespect Taylor 'cause Taylor wasn't Swift enoughBm Bm Bm D D Pillsbury Doughgirl; Remy pick the biscuit upBm Bm Bm D D I'm jealous? Bitch, you was happy when they took meBm Bm Bm D D Best thing that ever happened to you was when they booked meBm Bm Bm D D You said you never fucked Wayne—how stupid I look, B?Bm Bm Bm D D Get the picture, I'll expose you, I'm kind of a bullyBm Bm Bm D D You named yourself Nicki Lewinsky, the mind of a rookieBm Bm Bm D D 'Cause you was suckin' his dick And now he tired of your nookieBm Bm Bm D D You claimed you never fucked Drake Now that's where you took meBm Bm Bm D D You fucked the whole Empire—who you tryin' to be, Cookie?Bm Bm Bm D D Boogie Down Bronx, I come out of the BoogieBm Bm Bm D D To let you know real bitches never lie on their pussyBm Bm Bm D D And stop talkin' numbers, you signed a 360 dealBm Bm Bm D D Through Young Money, through Cash Money, through RepublicBm Bm Bm D D Which means your money go through five niggas before you touch itBm Bm Bm D D Any videos, promotions come out of your budgetBm Bm Bm D D Endorsements, tour and merchandise, they finger-fuck itBm Bm Bm D D You make, like, 35 cents off of each ducatBm Bm Bm D D I own my masters, bitch, independentBm Bm Bm D D So for every sale I do, you gotta do like tenBm Bm Bm D D Stop comparin' yourself to Jay, you not like himBm Bm Bm D D You a motherfuckin' worker, not a boss like RemBm Bm Bm D D You're done, them pop chicks ain't get the news yetBm Bm Bm D D Bitch, I pop chicks, yeah, and I'm the new vetBm Bm Bm D D I kill rappers, and you good as dead, bitchBm Bm Bm D D Talkin' shit about me to a deaf bitchBm Bm Bm D D And usually I have sympathy for the impairedBm Bm Bm D D But not when you hard of hearin' from untreated gonorrheaBm Bm Bm D D But you point your fingers at me? I’m the bad girlBm Bm Bm D D When she the one out here misleadin' the black girls?Bm Bm Bm D D All these fake asses influenced by that girlBm Bm Bm D D Dyin' from botched surgeries—what a sad world!Bm Bm Bm D D But before the butt job, you was a SpongebobBm Bm Bm D D Suckin' cock for records, captain of the cum squadBm Bm Bm D D And I got a few words for the moms of the young BarbzBm Bm Bm D D Guess who supports a child molester? Nicki MinajBm Bm Bm D D You paid for your brother’s wedding? That’s hella foulBm Bm Bm D D How you spendin' money to support a pedophile?Bm Bm Bm D D He a walkin' dead man, sendin' threats to himBm Bm Bm D D I guess that’s why they call you Barbie, you was next to KenBm Bm Bm D D Talkin’ about your money long and your foreign sickBm Bm Bm D D Why you ain’t help your bro hide his cum from forensics?Bm Bm Bm D D You probably somewhere overseas, foreign sickBm Bm Bm D D Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sickBm Bm Bm D D Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pantsBm Bm Bm D D We call that Jelani, get it? Semen in your pantsBm Bm Bm D D Uh, I got trigger fingers, you got bitter fingersBm Bm Bm D D Yeah, you must think you Drake and I'm Twitter fingersBm Bm Bm D D VH1, watch this You just got bodied by a Love & Hip-Hop bitch [Outro]Bm Bm Bm D D Don't ever in your fuckin' life play with meBm Bm Bm D D That's on the set!Bm Bm Bm D D You tried it on the Rae Sremmurd recordBm Bm Bm D D You tried it on your little freestyleBm Bm Bm D D They was both duds, just like every other one was dudsBm Bm Bm D D Just like this last one was a dudBm Bm Bm D D But what you not gonna do is keep subbin' meBm Bm Bm D D Big… Pun!Bm Bm Bm D D I send a fuckin' headshot, you dead, bitch! Will not lose!
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