Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
Voces
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Voces
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Batería
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Programación de sintetizadores
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Programación de sintetizadores
Drake
Drake
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Autoría
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Autoría
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Autoría
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Autoría
Brittany Hazzard
Brittany Hazzard
Autoría
Onika Maraj
Onika Maraj
Autoría
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Producción
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Producción
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Producción
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Ingeniería
Jeff Edwards
Jeff Edwards
Ingeniería
Nicki Valentin
Nicki Valentin
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Yann Bordejo
Yann Bordejo
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingeniería de mezcla
Dave Nakaji
Dave Nakaji
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Jose Ivan Jimenez
Jose Ivan Jimenez
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Noah "40" Shebib
Noah "40" Shebib
Ingeniería

Letra

[PreChorus]
I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no fake
Soon as I wake up, keep an eye out for the snakes, yeah
[Chorus]
'Cause I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Verse 1]
Ayo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up
These **** is pussier than what?
All them dicks is up
All my real **** down to ride, throw your GSXRs up
I ain't in the projects, but all my bricks is up
You can't be Pablo if your work ain't sellin'
What the fuck is this bitch inhalin'?
I woulda helped you out that pit you fell in
I am the generous queen, ask Ms. Ellen
Tried to drop "Another One", you was itchin' to scrap
You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish you were scrapped
Heard your pussy on "Yuck," I guess you needed a Pap
What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack?
What type of mother leave her one son over a stack?
Lil' Boogie down, basic bitch thinkin' she back
Back to back, oh you mean, back to whack?
"Back to Back"?
Me and Drizzy laughed at that
They say numbers don't matter, but when they discussin' the kings
They turn around and say "Lebron ain't got 6 rings"
I never signed a 360, bitch, you wild dumb
That's why Jay ain't clear his verse for your album
Sheneneh, you a fraud committin' perjury
I got before and after pictures of your surgery
Ra took you to her doc, but you don't look like Ra
Left the operating table, still look like "nah"
[Chorus]
'Cause I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Verse 2]
Yeah, never been no fraud
Why do **** that are not involved, love to get involved?
Why do **** claim the streets and act just like the law?
Riddles that I cannot seem to solve, man
Cristal, come at me, Weezy, EV and Nick'
All come and spoke about your shit in '15
Man, I know you **** saw this one comin'
My net worth sound like "grrr"
But they don't pay in cash
**** see me like, "What up, Killa?"
Man, please stop bringin' up my past
I'd really like to leave that behind
Sometimes I ask God, "Man, why him?"
Like the team that I would never leave behind
I really gotta ease off the wine
Which is funny, because I just saw Nick' the other day
And she keeps getting finer over time
I just know
[Chorus]
I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Verse 3]
Uh, I am not a fraud, YM, I'm the god
They don't make 'em like me no more, man, I'm a dinosaur
Blunts be tight as biker shorts, twisted like some handlebars
Lil' Tune out a cartoon or Avatar
I just looked in the mirror like, "All right, all right, all right"
I would let that little **** right there fuck my wife, word
I don't need no fraud bitches in and out my life, word
In and out my pockets, they be in and out of sight, word
I don't need no drama, I just need some nana
Just told my lil' mama, "Babe, I think I love you, kinda"
Feelin' like Tony Montana, Weezy, he get honored
Drake a headliner, and Nicki, she get finer, word
Written by: Aubrey Graham, Brittany Hazzard, Dwayne Carter, Onika Maraj, Shane Lindstrom, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer
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