LLC

I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC

Stuff a couple checks in, then bitch, get on your feet

You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see

To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me

I feel like I'm King Kong

Name still going ding-dong

It's two girls gettin' more money

And they don't rap, they sing songs

I stay with that pink on

Pink furs and them pink thongs

Rooms out if they blink wrong

Think hard but don't think long

Pink Friday had Eminem

Spit hard but I'm feminine

Iconic trio on Monster

Goblins and Gremlins

What's left that I didn't do?

You bit the forbidden fruit

You thought you'd get my spot?

Who the fuck was kiddin' you?

Took a lil' break but I'm back to me

Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory

They'll never toe to toe on a track with me

There'll never be another one after me

'Cause the skill levels still a half of me

Blast for me, my niggas will blast for me

All these low IQ hoes baffle me

Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me

Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete

I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak

Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat

You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit

Used to get real hyped off a half a mil'

Used to get real hyped off half a pill

We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit

We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)

Now carry on

Now carry on

Now carry on

Now carry on

Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on

G6 flow, all Louis V carry on

I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC

Stuff a couple checks in, then bitch, get on your feet

You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see

To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me

You made me, you made me, yeah

You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah

On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah

You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Yo, you made me do it, hoe,

I told you, get low (told you get low)

I popping tens but they gotta be yalo (gotta be yalo)

I'm New York Nick,

I'm balling with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)

I'm wavy, word to shawty, 'ello, hello

How your jacket say Porsche

And you never rode a Porsche?

How you supposed to meet the quarter

When you never went North?

How the fuck you got Ferraris

When you never went sport?

All that hooping and hollering

Still ain't scoring on the court (rrah)

You made me, you made me, yeah

You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah

On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah

You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)

Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do

Swerve the foregin on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue

Look at how they started pussy popping when 80 flew

All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too

Niggas gassed on it, really though

Gas I pump them, straight trash on the really, yo

Yas, I dumped him, push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch

Yes, I bumped him, push past filthy rich

Ass got trumped then

'Cause I scare her, scare her

My biggest error, error

Never been clearer, clearer

Don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah

Because you'll never be me

That's word to Bella, Gigi

Dolce Gabbana, DG

Pretty gang rated PG (woah)

Now carry on

Now carry on

Now carry on

Now carry on

Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on

G6 flow all Louis V carry on

I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC

Stuff a couple checks in, then bitch, get on your feet

You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see

To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me

On blood, you made me, you made me,

You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah

On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah

You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)