Warning

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & Kandi]

Who the hell is this?

Callin' me at 12:47 in the night

While I'm watchin' the fight

Lookin' at the phone, it's no name in sight

Blocked ID, knew something just wasn't right

It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami

Tellin' me that my man with some bitch in a Camry

Car seat in the back like he started a family

Yo Kan, stop playin', what the fuck is you sayin'?

Remember them chicks from the Bricks 'round nine six

That we seen when we hit a lick by the project?

Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria

I used to go see her in front of the pizzeria

I didn't say them

They schooled me to some bitch that you knew from back when

Some bitch named Kim

Light skinned, slim, used to rock a low brim

Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim

They hit me on the chirp, warnin' me, now I'm warnin' you

What's it gonna be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]

Damn, I'ma have to send her to her maker

Damn, I'ma have to send her to her maker

Damn, I'ma have to send her to her maker

I'ma send her to her maker

I'ma send her to her maker (Kyuh)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj & Kandi]

They heard about his good sexin', long erections

Nice complexion, Magnums for protection

They even heard about his tongue game

How the nigga give brain, ain't stop 'til the cum came

But that's words of Hip Hop

I popped the bitch top, like a Corona

Call a coroner, it's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest-es

If I find out he got a next Mrs

What you think all the goons is for?

Two by the door, a few more out in New York

And I feed 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green nahmean?

Got some fat bitches in the kitchen

I got a spot like ox and we cook oxtail

Got a scale for what's in the mail

I got whatever on my nigga bail, but if the nigga bail

I'll have him sleepin' with some killer whales

Damn, bitches wanna fuck with my man

On the other hand, things ain't always what you plan

It's the ones up in your prom picture, salon witcha

Now they wanna creep in your man Jeep

I bet you Nicki won't sleep

'Cause I'ma put the heat to your beak, you bird-like, tweet tweet

And watch I smoke like a cigarette

Should've left the bitch a pack of Nicorette

Leave all them foul bitches wet

I give a fuck about you and your bum crew

Mami, I'm the truth, they salute when I come through

I'm not runnin' bitch, I bust my gun and

Hold on, I hear somebody comin'

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]

Yo, police, open up

Shit, yo, this bitch Kandi set me up, yo

Yo, pass the AR, let me let these cowards have it