keys – nicki minaj diss (itty bitty piggy) lyrics
[intro: keys]
see, when you say sh-t like
you k!lled every rap b-tch in the building
a real lyrical b-tch get mad and gotta go in on your dumb -ss
like this, okay
[verse: keys]
i was on the motherf-cking youtube
had my little nephew, try’na find them blues clues
then i see something ’bout a new little rap b-tch
told him “hold tight,” i just had to cl!ck that sh-t!
then i’m like “what? my sh-t must got a virus!
this is not a rap b-tch, this is miley cyrus!
must be something wrong cause the speakers is playing sh-t
but she on the second verse and still not saying sh-t”
then i’m like “oh, my sh-t acting right!
it’s just this b-tch simply not rapping right!”
see, i was laying low y’all, i was on my trap sh-t
putting it off – i’ll get back to the rap sh-t
i’mma let ’em simmer then hit ’em with the fire
but i ain’t know the need was this motherf-cking dire!
i ain’t know y’all was listening to them trickin’ -ss birds and sh-t
i ain’t know they was making up words and sh-t!
heh, but it’s cool, we be loading up the black trucks
we riding out, first stop gon’ be that sl-t
f-ck “five stars” b-tch, keys is a galaxy!
the rap game hungry, tell ’em i’m the calories!
i’m sneezing at these b-tches, fake chickens is an allergy
i don’t get gifts, n-ggas put me on a salary
now who’s gon’ pop off? go hard, not soft!
i used your last mixtape to wipe my niece’s snot off!
i am an infection, how you gon’ stop it?
all up in your blood stream, no antibiotic
they like “keys, drop it!” i’m like “no, pop sh-t!”
swagger is galactic, i’mma need a rocket
if b-tches gon’ respond, then i think they shouldn’t
leave their brains more gelatinous than banana pudding
but see, i ain’t gonna talk about it, cops gon’ draw some chalk around it
these birds ain’t ’bout sh-t, they just gon’ squawk about it
if you wanna try me, you know where to find me
i be in my den, eating b-tches where the lions be
i saw the come up, b-tch, i never felt ya!
you the harajuku barbie and i’m going to melt ya!
she sound stupid – who the f-ck talks like that?
you not hard, you’d get k!lled ’round these parts like that
f-ck try’na get shine off your name
i’m a motherf-cking bully, i ain’t worried ’bout the fame
i don’t see another rap b-tch around to pick on
you say you’re plastic – perfect sh-t to sh-t on
i’m speaking for the hood, they say you’re wack, i’m sorry
i’m a grown–ss woman, what i need with a barbie!
when i did play with toys, it was nines and glocks
there was no polly in my pocket, i was toting them rocks
when the boys tried play, i was like “no, you dumb”
i was chasing big sh-t, they money was too young
if you thinking ’bout popping, i will smash you, stop
your bars is inexistent like them gats you got
and this sh-t sound faker than that -ss you got
i’m keys! what good is that getting latches locked?
when you thought that you k!lled every b-tch in the spot
keys was in the parking lot, loading the glock
when you came out the door, finished gluing your weave in
keys ran up on that -ss, b-tch, you ain’t leaving!
[outro: keys]
like, heh-heh
i just single-handedly like
made more sense than she did in like
all her mixtapes!
hahahahahaha
that’s some sad sh-t, that’s some that’s some sad sh-t (x4)
hah-hah! it’s keys, b-tches!
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