Lyrics Fractions - Nicki Minaj

I fell back, I had a baby, you know?
I did the mother thing, I did the wife thing
All that, yeah (all that shit)
But I think it′s quite clear now
You's need the bad guy!

Ayy-yo, I′m the one who run the city where they armed and vicious
Accusations on them blogs and they all fictitious
I done been through realest blocks, pushed the hardest sixes
Keep a couple killers that don't care how far them licks is, look

Bitches act like they want action
Heard they want action
Bitch, we ain't ducking no action
I′m ′bout to give them that traction, send a distraction
Then I'ma line ′em like fractions

Took a break, I let 'em live, look at all ′em eating
But these bitches gon' be mad once I call this meeting
′Cause they gotta move around once the Queen is queening
'Bout to put out all this crack 'cause my fiends is fiending, uh

I put these bitches on gang, they should be kissing my feet
I tried to give ′em some press, they tried to say it was beef

It′s Nicki M, such a little gem
Bitches wanna be around me, but I do not fuck with them
All these diamonds on me flooded, I hope nobody gets stuck
If I pull out the Ferrari, then my shooters in the truck

I could still go to my hood, they know my body is good
Two million dollars to party in Saudi Arabian clubs
Popping them things to go up and smoking Los Angeles bud
These bitches biting like Joe, shout out to Kamala though (yuh)

It's them weak bars thinking that she dissing for me
I graded your homework, bitch, it′s incomplete
If you was tryna be my son, then mission complete
I'm the final level, bitch, they on a mission to beat

It′s like COVID when the GOAT is on the track, the whole game stop
But I ain't playing with these bitches, this ain′t GameStop
If Barbie in the building, then she with a gangsta
He ain't gon' hesitate if I tell him to shank some′

Just put a beauty parlor in my guest house
You mean the pink Lamborghini? That′s at the next house
Fuck him so good, I got him walking with his chest out
I wish these bitches wanted more talent and less clout

I fall back, and just give them some space
'Cause when you already won, what the fuck is a race?
Look at them fucking for raps, oh, what a disgrace
I put that on A-rod, none of you bitches is safe (uh)

Make his dick get hard soon as I brush up, but we tryna be subtle
Whole city go up when the bitch touch down like them niggas in a huddle
Sex game still cold, it′s on igloo
Head game slicker than little miss Gorilla Glue
He tryna eat it up, I said, come and get it, boo
While I count a mill', jigga what? Jigga who?