Better story: Lil nas was relaxing after a long day, he sat under a tree unaware of the demon trying to trick him and bring him into hell, Megan is trying to fight against the siren like monster by bringing out an army, she sings and dances to pull lil nas back into reality, Doja cat tries to jump in but is attacked by the demons army, she fights against them and eats them like spider food..but she’s to late as lil nas is already dragged down, he slides down and Nicki Minaj is their last resort as she jumps down falling down as her dress reacts to the air she sings and stomps the ground bringing lil nas back into his senses..lil nas tricks the devil in to thinking he’s still under the spell and then breaks his neck.
Yeah, yeah Flo Milli shit Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Haha, yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Four words I live by: Fuck you, pay me They take shots but shit don't phase me Bitch, you a thot Don't even know you, so how you my opp? (Huh?) Can't even count all the looks that I got Can't even keep it if I wore it out He got some heart, but I'm breakin' it (Awe) Look at that fuck nigga pourin' it out (Hahahaha) Think I'm his lady like Gaga, Gaga I like them niggas that stay with that fah-fah (Grrah) Diamonds, they on me, they dancin' like Cha Cha (Ooh) I'm ghostin' niggas, poof, voilà (Bye) He want that na-na, I told him: Nah, nah Take me out shoppin', not Benihanas Cocaine from Paris, it's givin' Prada They got me fucked up, I'm fuckin' up commas (Okay) I understand that I'm different These biotches gon' talk, I'ma stay in they mentions (Huh) I understand that I'm different My back keep hurtin', I'm carryin' bitches (Uh-huh, uh-huh), okay Flip on a nigga like Circus Soleil (Flip on that nigga) Pretty bitch, I got the ugliest traits (Hello) Back of the Wraith and we pullin' the tray Foot on your neck, I'ma make-shit break Kick a bitch out like I'm Guwop (Mwah) Every day, I find out it's a new opp (Mwah-mwah) Better give me my flowers like luau Make 'em sing to the pussy like Duwop (Okay) Papichula, I need mulla (I need money) Have 'em jumpin' through hoops like a hula (Jump) Bro, I'm slicker than Rick the Ruler (I'm slick) Keep my bank accounts out in Bermuda Go Flo Flo, passin' hoes, y'all bitches slo-mo Rose gold, wrist froze, Cartier, feelin' like a snow cone (Racks) Long hair, coffee nails, booty shorts, bracelets and bangles Hood bitch, real raw, gettin' money on ya head, front show I understand that I'm different These biotches gon' talk, I'ma stay in they mentions (Huh) I understand that I'm different My back keep hurtin', I'm carryin' bitches (Uh-huh, uh-huh), okay Flip on a nigga like Circus Soleil (Flip on that nigga) Pretty bitch, I got the ugliest traits (Hello) Back of the Wraith and we pullin' the tray (Skrrt) Foot on your neck, I'ma make-shit break
(EarDrummers) Ain't beat a bitch in a motherfuckin' minute, I'm back puttin' hoes in the ground First nigga play with my motherfuckin' paper, I'm back with a whole hundred rounds (Bitch) Diamonds makin' 'em drown (Ooh) Pounds, let's got to town (Go) Blew through the bag like the money and magic, it's money all over the ground (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin' Shawty in the club shakin' ass, make it clap somethin' Clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin' Havin' beef with me over niggas 'cause he clap somethin' Makin' it clap like I won a award I up the score, put that shit on the board Oh, that's your nigga? I seen him before Pussy like water, he drink it like Attitude stink, fuckin' impression Beefin' with me, ho, what's the aggression? Throwin' this money, like fuck a recession Went to see Usher, he givin' confessions (Hahahaha) P bitch, I ride it good when he need it Ho, it ain't beef if I don't never see it You think you tough? You wanna repeat it? All in my guts, you mad 'cause he beat it (Ayy) Feelin' like Simon, he do what I say I need some love, I'm callin' your bae Treat me like Party, I'm gettin' my way (Oh, I like this) Ain't beat a bitch in a motherfuckin' minute, I'm back puttin' hoes in the ground (Baow) First nigga play with my motherfuckin' paper, I'm back with a whole hundred rounds (Bitch) Diamonds makin' 'em drown (Ooh) Pounds, let's got to town (Go) Blew through the bag like the money and magic, it's money all over the ground (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin' Shawty in the club shakin' ass, make it clap somethin' Clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin' Havin' beef with me over niggas 'cause he clap somethin'
