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We Go Up (Explicit) - Nicki Minaj (妮琪·米娜)/Fivio Foreign
Lyrics by：Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart Jr/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Świątczak/Konrad Zasada
Composed by：Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Anthony Woart Jr/Maxie Ryles/Szymon Świątczak/Konrad Zasada
New York stand the f**k up
Yeah
You know what's goin' on n***a
Fivio Barbie
Fivio Foreign Nicki Minaj n***a
That's fivio Foreign Nicki Minaj
Touch my crown again b***h
B***h-a*s n***as
It's only one king it's only one queen there's two crowns n***a
Baow grr
Ayo this week 'Rari
'Rari
Next week Lambo
Lambo
B***h I'm fly
Fly
I don't land though
Land though
This they funeral
Funeral
Start the service
Service
Say my name make 'em nervous
Uh you b***hes is salty I give them pressure
I give them pressure
Uh you b***hes is salty pass me the pepper
Pass me the pepper
Uh you b***hes be jackin' me like the Ripper
Like the Ripper
Uh I am a hustler I can sell water to flipper
Water to flipper
Uh I know they teabaggin' b***hes is testy
Get you a vacuum b***hes is messy
Let's see
After all of that surgery you are still ugly
Now that is what gets me
This s**t ain't new to me s**t is just new to y'all
S**t is just new to y'all
I wish a b***h 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
Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
B***hes don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These b***hes bums when I see them they make me throw up
Ooh
I wish a b***h would spin I'm like "Please show up"
Show up
When you talk to me please don't bring a cheap ho up
Ho up
You keep talkin' 'bout a b***h for the streets grow up
Grow up
'Cause you the type to say that s**t and knock a freak ho up
Ugh
I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as an enemy b***h
B***h
Southside Jamaica we mobbin' them bricks
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 that's Barbie new foreign b***h
These
Nah that ain't Reebok
We back on that Ewok
Percocets gotta detox
Firearms gon' get restocked
Shooters hittin' that G-spot
B***hes imitate please stop
Suck his d**k like a freeze pop
First he gotta give me top
Brrt
Louis bag oh that Louis bag more colorful than a peacock
Peacock
Weak n***as gotta get the boot gotta get the boot with no treetop
No treetop
He was like "Who that she bad"
I was like "Oh that's bestie"
I could be all the way covered it's still givin' sexy
I know they sleepin' on me b***hes got epilepsy
I don't do coke little b***h I don't even do Pepsi
How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me
That is what gets me
Get money
Take money
Haha
Yo all these b***hes
Ooh rockaway
I'm not playin'
Grrt
Yeah look go on a drill and I make it look good to you
I tell my shooter to bully you
I tell my shooter could bully you
Baow
Huh yeah
That n***a gon' kill you as soon as I look at you
Baow baow baow baow
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
F**k 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
Shoot up the party that's sending a message
Baow baow baow
Them n***as started us
Them n***as started us yeah
The bulletproof is like a guarded truck
Skrrt
Ain't no blicky with me I got Nicki with me
And she Barbied up
Lil' b***h
If we see 'em we shooting the party up
We ain't squashing so don't try to "sorry" us
I got rich friends and they be Rari'd up
If they want to they shooting the Garvey up
Boom
Fivi'
Spazzin'
Two shows
Backend
Fendi
Fashion
Yeah look huh
I put your brains on a napkin
I tell my demons to whack 'em
My n***a died then that n***a died
Look I don't even know how it happened b***h
Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up
Baow grrt
Bums when I see them they make me throw up
Big dumb all these b***hes
Look up
When it come to Queen Sleaze all the fees go up
What happened
I said we out you can't breeze with us
And my wrist always on ice time freeze it's us
The money
Mm