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Azealia Banks Lyrics

I'm on that Marylin
I'm feeling glamorous like Marilyn Monroe

She got that Adam's apple and she asked about that passion
Even though she may not fit society's beauty standards, she's still curious about what motivates me

And we passed her with laughter and passed her whacker friend
We laughed off her unfriendly attempts to bring us down and her unimpressive friend

Piece to the keys with that covered if they the keys that act up in
Shoutout to my team, keep those keys covered if they're the ones that could cause trouble

It's beasts in the streets and feathers and
The world is a chaotic and unpredictable place

She put a decent effort in but she's at the precinct hemorrhaging
She tried her best but now she's suffering the consequences of her actions and is in trouble with the law

Bring it to these bitches like Alpo
I'm bringing it to these girls aggressively, like the infamous criminal Alpo

Bitches getting stitches if she under my scalpel
If you try to mess with me, I'll cut you down with my sharp words

Bitches getting vicious when I tell 'em who the sight's on
Girls get angry and defensive when they realize they're not the center of attention

Have these girls runnin' like roaches with the lights on
I'll make them scatter and run in fear like roaches when the lights come on

They been on that groupie shit
They've been acting like groupies, trying to get close to me

We been on that Gucci shit
I've been living luxuriously and spending money on designer brands

Apple Cherry coochi clique
Referring to her group of close female friends, probably using a play on words with the flavors of fruit

Ya'll be swearin' you the shit
You think you're really great or important

But ya'll be sharin' shoes and shit
But in reality, you're sharing shoes and other things, showing that you're not as special as you think

Cool it, bitch
Calm down and stop acting so cocky

Yeah, we ain't getting paid for
We're not doing this for the money; we're doing it because we love it

I got nothing to say to ya
I have no interest in talking to you because you're not worth my time

If I was you I'd hate too
If I were in your shoes, I would be jealous and hateful towards me too

You can't even fuck with us
You can't compete with us or come close to our level

These bitches fadin', they poppin' shit
These girls are fading and losing their popularity, so they're talking smack to try and remain relevant

And they hatin' cause we are
They're hating on us because we're still on top

We the crème de la crème
We're the best of the best

All them other bitches are the H to the I-Ms
Everyone else is beneath us, like the letter 'h' below 'i'

These niggas like her
These guys are into her

They try to get in her cypher but he can't
They try to hang out with her cool group, but they're not cool enough

Can't even roll text with us
They're not even good enough to start a text conversation with us

These niggas can't even stand next to us
They're so far beneath us that they can't even stand near us

Trust, that I seen these bros be
Believe me, I've seen these guys before

Tryna make ends meet, Pantene Pro-V
Trying to make money but looking cheap and basic like Pantene shampoo

Try to send beats to her and he's hoping
They try to send music to her and hope that she'll like it and collaborate with them

He can get a 16, he can get me open
He thinks if he sends her a verse or beat, she'll be impressed and want to work with him

But, um, I ain't fuckin' with these hipster niggas
But I'm not interested in working with these trendy, hipster guys

These niggas really like sista niggas
These guys are into black culture and music

You know, they sweeter than them spritzer niggas
They're trying too hard to be cool, like trendy sparkling water drinks

I know niggas probably kissed a nigga
I wouldn't be surprised if these guys have experimented with same-sex relationships

Anyway, it's the B-A-N-K-S
Anyway, it's me, Azealia Banks

To them niggas with V-I-S-A
To the guys with Visa credit cards

C-A-S-H E-U-R-Os
Cash and Euros, showing off her international influence

Put a couple commas in them Z-E-R-Os
Adding extra zeroes to her bank account, showing off her wealth

Lookin' for the dollars for the C-O-I-Ns
Trying to make money by any means necessary

You need to get enough for both me and my friends
You better make sure there's enough money for me and my crew

Yeah, we're more dimes than two bucks
We're worth more than just two dollars; we're very valuable

These niggas be up in the hood like Ku Klux
These guys are acting like racists in the neighborhood

Puffing on that loose again
Smoking weed again

Puffing on that 2 for 10
Smoking cheap weed

All these niggas oodling, noodling
All these guys are acting foolish and silly

Yeah, yeah, ya'll niggas cool and shit
Yeah, yeah, you guys think you're really cool

But all my bitches too legit we are
But all my female friends and I are the real deal and can back it up