Yikes Remix Originally Performed by Nicki Minaj by Jayla VII Lyrics

Who were you to ever doubt me?
This a war, bout to cause a storm, stir up some debris
My bars flaming piping hot, burning in the third degree
I’m a real musician all you clowns are whining wannabes

I’m in the lead now, this is nascar
My lines make the ground shake, natural disaster
You can’t write, but you claim that you a rapper?
Bruh you need a ghost writer? (Uh oh)
Call your casper

Threw all your verses down in the furnace
When you cornered, that’s when you get nervous
Don’t need more cause we got a surplus
Watch me send you on back to the circus

If you try to step to me then you gone get knocked
All full force, then you gone get popped
Kick so lethal you bout to get dropped
Call me a butcher cause you finna get chopped
Yikes
You got no goals but you judging me
Yikes
Can’t be sufficient so you gotta cheat
You a bum better take a seat
You pushing 50 bruh you can’t compete

Yikes
You threw a bullet but I got grenades
You a pest imma get the raid
I got the power that’s why you afraid
I ain’t gotta play, this right here is homemade