Nicki Talking] Revenge, um, you know, she just really out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick and that's what I've learned in this you never know...
Kim] Shut the up
Who the f-ck war FedEx straight to your front door be a murder scene I'm Pink Friday to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clown all buffoonery, the shit stops now time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the I put on this bitch like a spa massage we all know your name is what got you a job you use to put together something like a collage since you on a show, you gon' get the appaulse clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, this sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got for I'm counting what hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning it's syndicated corny broad I'll leave pyou like you menstruated your hot air ass bitch should been deflated this aint a championship fight I've been the see the is, what you doing I did it trying to clone my style, run with it thats cool, I was the one with it you kim wannabe you just hate to admit it I'm the you aint nothing brand new check ya posters and videos, always be number 2 I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I sweety, you going on 14th minute of fame I'm 10 years strong still running the game cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried either you high, or sipping sh-t Wayne on I get top dollar for whatever my on go stick your head in a tornado, I bombs, FLex, Napalm black and yellow, will pull up in your Giuseppe's when I step out, posted up in p-ssy so pink like my kitty saying if I whistle, they'll pistol whip you in all borough's I'm in Brooklyn, be everywhere comfortably now who pumped you and told you to romp with me you the type to run your and then run from me I'm poppin' off in hood with no company come on, aint showing you no love I was there the other night poppin' bottles with the you like Washington I'm Benjy. You got a buzz now, an' I had a frenzy oh yeah, welcome to the fam', you need to stop, not hot, you're a burning match means the end is near soon, copy that oh I see, they really got you gassed think of the past better slow down dummy, you to crash stink p-ssy hoe, I'm you a bath thermometer in hand and I'm coming for ass who you you getting past I see right through you, you're whole is made of glass
[Nicki You see right me How do you do sh...
[Lil I back, I'm a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch rep for my bitch never been the type to have beef and try to settle I ride out till the wheels off and my n-ggas squeeze til the shell go off ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo's you's a airhead bitch, haha, aint nothing old but my money hahaha, this is liquid assests Benjamin's my you Young Money bastards you and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger I mothered you hoes, I claim you on my income taxes Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great so on my move, I'm yelling checkmate
I smell a Charles Manson you don't a chance with her Dahmer you looking like lunch to me I'm bout to kill all you bitches Ted Bundy leave yourn whole head red Peg Bundy you're hilarious, thanks for all the you're garbage so I'm taking out the you sh-t on me, come on baby ain't enough ass in the World you're a nuisance, you'll probably my new sh-t but you never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces all around the World I ball like a ball I stack chips, me Mr's Rosteam tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my Kim anticipated than a Lebron ring....