Another One (Nicki Minaj Diss)

Funkmaster Flex night

Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex, Funkmaster Flex

Remy, not another one

Why?

Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again

Rem!

I guess you know now who the head bitch is

I'm a savage, I be killin' dead bitches

I bet you wish that you ain't never said shit

Now they so busy shootin' videos and I'm like nah

Where the fuck is your song? I mean, come on

You know the pub want some bars, I'm Remy Ma-

-Rgarito, I ain't sparrin' with you bozos

My raps too hard and you Miguel Cotto, uh

I swear to God, this chick a real fraud

Bet you wonderin' how I know your problems?

It's a lot of people that you really bothered

They was sellin' footage and you know I bought it

This ain't a little L, wait, wait

You took a Big L, you diggin' in the crates, yeah

I put you on the bench, you really press

She was absent, an automatic F

Waited four days, ma, where you been?

I came here in the 'Rari playin' Lil' Kim

Don't know what made you think that you could fuck with Rem

But I guess this is what I gotta do to make ya spit

Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)

Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)

Heard you callin' everyone

Now call 'em back, 'cause I got another one

Heard you was kiddin', sayin' I ain't havin' none

But that's okay baby, 'cause now you my son

They like: Yo, Rem go in again

My flow cold, her ink froze in the pen

You gotta go, you gotta go, lil hoe

I kick a dead horse till it don't move

Don't come around me, now I got the crown, see

I beat you with punches in 48, you Ronda Rousey

The wigs and nose, you a whole clown, B

I better not ever hear you say anything about me

I came from behind bars like a bottle girl

No candy bars, I raise the bar, I'm like a bodybuild

All blue Maserati, sawed-off lil shottie

Put blood in your head, leave your whole damn head red, Lil Yachty

Oh, and if you doubt that, you can catch me outside, bitch, how bout that?

When it's dark and hell is hot, I'll DM your ex

Sittin' here now like: Who I'ma DM next?

I handle these bars like a BMX, Grrr

Get at me dog, DMX

And I'm waitin' for a bitch to talk outta her neck

'Cause we got pictures, we got videos, and we got texts

Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)

Already took a L, now you got another one

I secure the bag, now I got another one

I caught the W, now I got another one

Yo, what's that shit you be sayin', Khaled?

(Another one)