We Go Up (Instrumental)
 作词 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart Jr/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Swiatczak/Konrad Zasada
 作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart Jr/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Swiatczak/Konrad Zasada
[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
New York, stand the **** up! (Yeah)
You know what's goin' on, nigga
Fivio, Barbie
Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga
Touch my crown, these jealous ass niggas
It's only one king, it's only one queen, there's two crowns, nigga
Baow, grr (Ayo)
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
This week 'Rari ('Rari), next week Lambo (Lambo)
*****, I'm fly (Fly), I don't land though (Land though)
This they funeral, start the service
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you *****es is salty, I give them pressure
Uh, you *****es is salty, pass me the pepper (Pass me the pepper)
Uh, you *****es be jacking, me like the ripper
Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell water to flipper
Uh, I know they tea bagging, *****es is testy
Get you a vacuum, *****es is messy
Let's see
After all of that surgery, you are still ugly, and that is what gets me
This shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'all
I wish a ***** would upon a shooting star(Upon a shooting star)
You thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce (Final coup de grâce)
Brrt, look up, we shootin' stars
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up
You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** for the streets, grow up
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as an enemy, ***** (*****)
Southside Jamaica, we mobbin' in Brix, so pull up with the blicks (Blicks)
Some of the best shooters out of New York, they don't play with the knicks (Ayo)
That ain't Fivio Foreign, it's Barbie new foreign, *****
These? Nah, that ain't Reebok, we back on that Ewok
Percocets, gotta detox, firearms gon' get restocked
Shooters hittin' that g spot, *****es imitate, please stop
Suck his **** like a freeze pop, first he gotta give me top (Brrt)
Fendi bag, oh that Louis bag, more colorful than a peacock
Weak niggas gotta get the boot, gotta get the boot with no treetop
He was like, "Who that? She bad," I was like, "Oh, that's bestie"
I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexy
I know they sleepin' on me, *****es got epilsepsy
I don't do coke, little *****, I don't even do Pepsi, let's see
How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me? That is what gets me
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These *****es bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up"
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up
You keep talkin' 'bout a ***** for the streets, grow up
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (Ugh)(Yeah, look)
[Verse 3: Fivio Foreign]
Go on a drill and I make it look good to you, I tell my shooter to bully you
(Baow, I tell my shooter could bully you)Yeah (Yeah)
That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Huh, yeah, I never say what I wouldn't do (I never say what I wouldn't do)
Yeah, look, open the door and I shoot out the bulletproof
I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression
I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless
I'm showin' them growth and I'm teachin' 'em lessons
I watch how I'm moving 'cause I'm the investment
**** her all night and I go and get breakfast
I don't do paperwork or confessions (Nah)
I don't do internet shows or texting (Nah)
Shoot up the party, that's sending a message (Bow, bow, bow)
Them niggas started us (Them niggas started us) (Yeah, yeah)
The bulletproof is like a guarded truck (Skrrt)
Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (Nah)
And she Barbied up (Lil' b!tch)
If we see 'em, we shooting the party up (Grrt)
We ain't squashing so don't try to "Sorry" us (Nah)
I got rich friends and they be 'Rari'd up (Skrrt)
If they want to, they shooting the Gravey up (Bow, bow, bow)
Fivi' (Fivi'), spazzin' (Spazzin')
Two shows (Two shows), backend
Fendi (Fendi), fashion (Fashion)
Uh, Fendi fashion (Fendi fashion) (Yeah, look, huh)
I put your brains on a napkin, I tell my demons to whack 'em
My nigga died then that nigga died, look, I don't even know how it happened
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up (Get money)
*****es don't come outside when the beef go up (Take money)
But I love the way they mob when we roll up (Haha)
Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up (Dumb, all these *****es )
I wish a ***** would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (Bow)
When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up
I said we out, you can't breeze with us (Bow)
And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's up (Bow) (The money)