Nicki Minaj - Arctic Tundra Studio Sessions Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Nicki Minaj]
Haha
808 Mafia
This Like High Music Or Some Shit
Young Money
Gezin
I fuck the blunt up, haha
I roll the blunt up
Count The Guap Up
Smoke The Ganja
Then Fuck Yo Momma
I Never Gave A Fuck
At All, Never
I Said It With Words, I'm A Lil Too Clever (R.I.P.)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD}
I fuck the blunt up
Then fuck yo momma
MY VVS Cold, Like A 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 boyfriеnd heated like a grill, no hibachi, yеah
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
I'm high as hell, mind everywhere
Still mind over matter
Pockets getting fatter, elevate like a ladder
.30 and that .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, me? I 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}
I fuck the blunt up
Then fuck yo momma
MY VVS Cold, Like A 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: Nicki Minaj]
This Young Money ENT, fuck that negative Nancy
I'm still balling, I'm still balling, NBA on TNT
Came through dripping, D&G, always ducking TMZ
Flow still need that EMT, tell her get that meat and see
I'm still getting head by your favorite rapper, yeah
He said he don't eat the pussy, but he ate it good, I swear
And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
I just popped me a transformer, getting money 'til we die
'Til we die we gon' be fly, made a milli' in Shanghai
I don't need job applications for that pressure I apply
That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
But my flow still gon' be wavy and your flow still gon' be dry
I done fucked the world up, in ten short years
Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
Blue studs that's VVS, then get more peers
They been praying on my downfall, still need more prayers
[Pre-Chorus: Nick Minaj]
I'ma fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
I'ma stay up like I've popped 3 Addys
Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
Let's get faded and have a party, yeah
If you got that bum, put your hands in the air
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair

[Chorus: Juice WRLD}
Someone fucking the blunt up, and fucking on your momma
I fuck the blunt up
Then fuck yo momma
MY VVS Cold, Like A 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 3: Juice WRLD]
Time, time will tell, I'm sad as hell
Being broke make me sadder
Ran all them bands up, uh, still frownin'
When my world upside down, I'm smilin'
Turn my frown upside down? I doubt it
Like, yeah, these are my tears, sing away my fears
Buzz Lightyears away from here, ayy
Catch me somewhere fuckin' a blunt up
And fuckin' on your momma
[Chorus: Juice WRLD}
I fuck the blunt up
Then fuck yo momma
MY VVS Cold, Like A 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 4: Juice WRLD}
You're fine as hell
I'm drunk as well
He ain't right, me? I live a better life
Ride around with the brightest eyes
And that goes like poltergeist
I could show you paradise
Me I live a better life
He tryna deny that I ain't rich
Is you like suicide
I could come like betty right
Triple 9 fuck the pastors wife
I could read minds
You were thinking that I am that nigga right

[Refrain: Juice WRLD]
I roll the blunt up
Count The Guap Up
Smoke The Ganja
Then Fuck Yo Momma
I Never Gave A Fuck
At All, Never
I Got Away With Words, I'm A Lil Too Clever

[Chorus: Juice WRLD}
I fuck the blunt up
Then fuck yo momma
MY VVS Cold, Like A 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)