This song is about Nicki calling out all the fake dudes in the rap game who think waving around money, popping $100,000 bottles, and smoking weed means you're rich and a known masculine figure. She is tired of seeing so many dudes in the game get attention for being FAKE and CHILDISH, so she's calling them out.
Lyrics
[Intro]
Look at y'all n*ggas
N*ggas
Look at y'all n*ggas
N*ggas
[Verse 1]
Look at y'all smokin' ass n*ggas
After every pull, n*ggas start chokin' ass n*ggas
N*gga-n*gga
Look at y'all b*tch ass n*ggas
Stop lyin' on your d*ck ass n*ggas
N*gga-n*gga
Look at y'all lookin' ass n*ggas
Stop lookin' at my ass ass n*ggas
Look at y'all lyin' ass n*ggas
Talkin' 'bout "It's paid off" but it's financed, lyin' ass n*gga
Bunch of non-mogul ass n*ggas
Frontin' like they got a plan, Boost Mobile ass n*gga
N*gga, n*gga, look at y'all
Can't get a job so you plottin' how to rob ass n*ggas
I ain't gotta check for y'all
But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all n*ggas
I 'on't want sex, give a f*ck about your ex
I 'on't even want a text from y'all n*ggas
I'm rapin' you n*ggas
Look at this pic, look at what the f*ck I gave to you n*ggas
Ain't feelin' these n*ggas
n*ggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm BILLin' these n*ggas
[Hook]
All I, All I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be
All I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it
Look at what, reason
[Verse 2]
Look at y'all sharin' one bottle in the club
One bottle full of bub' ass n*ggas
Look at y'all not havin' game ass n*ggas
Y'all n*ggas share a chain ass n*ggas
Same cup in the hand ass n*gga
In the club with a credit card scam ass n*gga
No d*ck in the pants ass n*gga
I be damned if I f*ck a non-man ass n*gga
I will, I will, I will never f*ck a non-man ass n*gga
I would never lie
Even if that n*gga flew me and my b*tches all the way out to Dubai
P*ssy, you tried, p*ssy ass n*gga you lie
P*ssy ass n*gga, you high
B*tch I'm me, hundred on the wrist, I ski
Art on the wall, Basqui, f*ck who see
Look at you fake dope dealers
Know real n*ggas that be movin' weight in them villas
Talkin' 'bout ki's, say it's ki's in the van
But he really move grams and he split it with his mans