Not At All lyrics

[Intro: DJ On Point:]
New freestyle, featuring Nicki Maraj! Nicki I see you, what up!?

[Verse: Nicki Maraj]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was at the Rucker, in some chuckers, f*ckers
With a Smucker's and a hat, that was made for truckers
You told these b*tches, they was f*cking with me, see -
When I was getting money, you was f*cking for free
Anyway, I'm N-I-C, and when I spit?
I had these b*tches shakin', like M. Ali
Cause, I bring it to these girls, like Fedex and when I get -
Fed up? b*tches get rea-dy (Why?) Cause -
I'll have your brains lookin', like confetti, mami
You keep trying, I'mma teach you a les-son - '
I keep the iron, but it ain't for pres-sin' -
And when I'm done, get the next contestant
Cause, I'm the nicest, priceless, stay with the -
Ice wrist, b*tches so sick of me, when I get -
Hot, trigger finger get slippery, b*tches better -
DUCK, like hickory, di*kory

[Hook: Ru Spits]
We'll pop it off, 'til his top come off
Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off
Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop 'em off
Think you f*ckin' with Nick' Maraj? NOT AT ALL
Think you can f*ck with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL
Think you can f*ck with my Crum Clique? NOT AT ALL
Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all
Macs, TEC's, nine's yeah, we pop 'em all
[Verse: Ru Spits]
You know Spits got them bars, that be off the hook
I give to you dry, wet, whether [summer?] cook
Like Amazon dot.com, I get it off the book
'Bout to cop Nick' Maraj, a bent Porsche to push
While I'm shotgun, reclined all off the kush
Or on that West Coast, my doja be that granddaddy
I got money that's older, than your granddaddy
Most of you rappers old enough, to be my granddaddy
I'm in that so sick, o'six, tan Caddi'
Flow like no type, five-fifty, [cold bright?]
And every stone in the chain, look like strobe lights
And just hard to be rude, when we so nice
Illest sh*t I ever said, is what I don't write
For you to see me get this bread, is what you don't like
I will take the Uzi, slide back, spray ya kufi
And show you actin' ass n*ggas, how to make ah movie

[Hook 2]
We'll pop it off, 'til his top come off
Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off
Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop 'em off
Think you f*ckin' with Nick' Maraj? NOT AT ALL
Think you can f*ck with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL
Think you can f*ck with my Crumb Clique? NOT AT ALL
Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all
Macs, TEC's, nine's yeah, we pop 'em off
[Outro; DJ On Point]
Y'all n*ggas is f*cking'crazy!
My n*ggas are beasts, Ru Spits, A.K.A. Star sh*t!
We f*ckin' crazy in 2006
Fire and Ice! (Ah-ah) Y'all n*ggas fall back!
That n*ggas need a hit? You come holla at us!
That n*ggas need a ghostwriter? They come holla at us!
[?], this is us this year (Stunna), me, Ru Spits
Sawblood, Nicki Maraj, Danny Brown
Matter of fact, free my n*gga Danny Brown, RIGHT NOW!
We 'bout to start a revolution on y'all motherf*ckers
Shout out to the whole motherf*ckin' Dipset
Duke the God, Travis, Juelz, matter fact my n*gga Platinum Don
What up!? Trav', what up!?
Fire and Ice, n*gga, we gettin' it poppin' this year
Y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with us, you crazy?
I know y'all lookin' stupid right now