The Best

[Lyrics from Snippet]

[Intro]

See, I don't know what the fuck

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]

Fuck you mean nigga, you fucking with them lame bitches

The chick I'm with know that I'm so fly

In order to ride this dick, she'll probably need a plane ticket

My con don't die

We could chuck, we move to Miami, we get a

Condo by some water

If I go tomorrow

Bitch I'll finally know I'm mortal

Shit I still get surprised by the sight of my own blood

I stood in front of the judge so much, I won't judge

And I'd rather be wanted in six, carrying a body than snitch

I let a reverend read me lines

I'd rather beat the body than to be a body

I swear, to father time, bеfore I'm judged by 12 like 11:59

I kill

I feel

I am еvery women livings guilty pleasure

But the pleasure's

All mine

Bitches hate my wifey cause she living with a living legend

[Hook]

They call me Nickle Nina, the best

This ain't none of them you fucking with, the best

You against me than you opposite, the best

No need to get a glimpse man, my bitch, the best

Competition don't want none of this, the best

You gon order forty bottles get, the best

Which one of you bitches sucking dick, the best

Leave them corny n**gas where they at you with the Slaughterhouse!

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]

I got a few of em on the phone, come through when I'm alone

Some titties, maybe no panties and Uber to get em home...