The Best

[Lyrics from Snippet]

[Intro]
See, I don't know what the fuck

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Fuck you mean nigga, you fucking with them lame bitches
The chick I'm with know that I'm so fly
In order to ride this dick, she'll probably need a plane ticket
My con don't die
We could chuck, we move to Miami, we get a
Condo by some water
If I go tomorrow
Bitch I'll finally know I'm mortal
Shit I still get surprised by the sight of my own blood
I stood in front of the judge so much, I won't judge
And I'd rather be wanted in six, carrying a body than snitch
I let a reverend read me lines
I'd rather beat the body than to be a body
I swear, to father time, bеfore I'm judged by 12 like 11:59
I kill
I feel
I am еvery women livings guilty pleasure
But the pleasure's
All mine
Bitches hate my wifey cause she living with a living legend

[Hook]
They call me Nickle Nina, the best
This ain't none of them you fucking with, the best
You against me than you opposite, the best
No need to get a glimpse man, my bitch, the best
Competition don't want none of this, the best
You gon order forty bottles get, the best
Which one of you bitches sucking dick, the best
Leave them corny n**gas where they at you with the Slaughterhouse!

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
I got a few of em on the phone, come through when I'm alone
Some titties, maybe no panties and Uber to get em home...