Nonsense

[Verse 1]

Roll-Rollin' with the punches, break snack and lunches

Phone in your hand, I got the flavor, Cap'n Crunches

Clingin' to the wall like poison ivy and it’s itching

Gulp that H20, make it rain and you’re bitchin'

Minajissistic attitude, smirkin' at your interlude

Laughing at your lyrics, now you know why they call me rude

Prayin', hopin' if it's ganja, you tokin'

Late on the payments and I'm splittin’ chain smokin'

Let's jump this beat like a geek in an alleyway

Pin him to the wall, take his munch money anyway

Decipherin' my meaning, a cryptic coded tongue twister

My evil twin's back to attack, I know you missed her

Deck me out in gown like that bitch Cinderella

Watch your back, in a snap I'll be there to steal your fella

[Chorus]

Jumanji, ganji

Fuck it 'cause we raunchy

Knock a bitch out

Poining fingers, but it's not me

[Verse 2]

An-And a bitch flauntin', claimin' she a freak though

Butcher ears of virgins to the sound of Ashnikko

Lickin' his licks to the rhythm, I can tell he's randy

Whisper in my ear with pleadin' puppy-eyes can be

And I'm laughing at you hoes with my girl Sandy

Nod your head to this track and lick it like candy

Hashtag yolo, little bitch, grow up

Daily grind, hustle, you know she tryna get some

Me and my babydolls dancin' like it's '99

Greeted just to roast you, film it like it's prime time

Some call me the playground bully 'cause I make ya cry

But look a little closer, you'll see right through a naked lie

Shaded spies and we go back to the party

She cheated on her man, now she's screaming that she's sorry

[Chorus]

Jumanji, ganji

Fuck it 'cause we raunchy

Knock a bitch out

Poining fingers, but it's not me

[Verse 3]

And you gossip, this is nonsense, what this girl been sippin' on?

The soundtrack of my life, hoe, continuously switchin' songs

The haters tryna slay me 'cause I'm partial to the crazy

And at the end of the day, you're the one who's tryna pay me

Down like a showdown, country girl's a hoe down

Ignorant is bliss, but I'm glad that you know now

My momma taught me good, but my girls taught me better

Shake it to the rhythm, no matter the weather

My boy by my side, little hoe's tryna get him

But he's wrapped around my finger, does it hurt when it sets in?

My eyes on the prize, not obsessed with this material

As you lounge in your pajamas and pop on that ethereal

Wheezin', outta breath as you try to match my level

Grumpy little Bumpkin and your hair is all disheveled

[Chorus]

Jumanji, ganji

Fuck it 'cause we raunchy

Knock a bitch out

Poining fingers, but it's not me

[Outro]

(Not me, not me, not me)