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Nicki Minaj - Artic Tundra Lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Haha, Max Lord preach it, haha
Gezin
I fuck the blunt up, haha
Yeah, I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
I'm getting high, I’m feelin' restless (I'm sad)
Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yеah
She ride it, like, yеah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yeah, I'ma get it, I'ma tell it how it really be
Little hood bitch that got all [?] me
Diamonds on me, drippin' and still I ain't got no chill in me
This the realer me, while these bitches is no full of me
Today I push the button, but you gotta start it with the key
I only moved back to rap 'cause my fans be missin' me
Percocets and adderall, then wash it down with hennessy
Fuck 'em three times and I'm keepin' that same energy
But anyway, quarter milly on my head
Then he say my coochie who-chie, he ain't fuckin' 'bout the bag
Let 'em hear it while I ride it, brown hair, it's a plus
If I ride it from the back, oh here, here it comes, yeah
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD & Nicki Minaj]
I'm high as hell
Mind everywhere, still mind over matter
Pockets getting fatter, elevate like a ladder
30 and a 40 make you percolate like a dancer
I'm colder than the North Pole, Blitzen, and Prancer
She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
Her ex-nigga too low, she don't got no standards
He ain't right, you don't live a better life
Ran it up like Jerry Rice, I don't gotta say it twice
This is real life, your nigga is Fisher-Price
I can read minds, you was thinkin' 'bout how I'm that nigga, right?

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
Said he want the Max like some Nike Air
Fucked his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare
Looking this good shouldn't even be fair
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
Said he want the Max like some Nike Air
Fucked his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare
Looking this good shouldn't even be—

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Fuck the girls that just hate on baddies
Shout the bad bitches that act all baddy
Nothing but all this designer on me
All of my niggas throwing up gang signs for me (For me)