Released: April 9, 2019

Songwriter: Kevin Hussein Azealia Banks

Producer: Lil Internet The Crusaders

[Sample: Nas]
Be-Be-Be my guest!

[Verse 1: Azealia Banks]
You invited to the prize fight
Imma hit you in the flash if you niggas in the limelight
Spitting venom on your blind side
When I dip behind might kill 'em
The rhythm stay real and it's vamping in the midnight
This bird is centre breast
Deep fried and you turned dyke
You ain't seen the worst yet
Whizzing through your area, swerve on a turn pipe
You could back down to burn with a campfire
You a joke and a damn liar
You a hoax and a anti
You a spokes for the vampire
You a hype, flavour of the week
I dare you to speak
The witch, The AB
Who you fool? You the glitch, and maybe see your bitches quits for ya baby
Brrat baby
Who the fuck y'all be?
Got a lens to the scope, take a chance with the witch AB
Imma aim out the camera, I’ll blam if ya run up
I'll be damned if a bitch play me, play me

[Sample: Nas]
Nothing gon' stop me now, nothin baby
We here now, we here
It's your world
Yeah

Nothing gon' stop me now, nothin baby
We here now, we here
It's your world
Yeah

[Verse 2: Azealia Banks]
And even if you run you know I will catch you
I whip off in the center, I ask to these gutters with the clips burn 'em you could test me
Get added to the list, be my motherfuckin' guest
With the magnum or the fifth, I could open up your chest
I could blacken up your vision
I could have you layed to rest
That could happen in a jiff, nigga
Better aim your gun, you know I'm gonna break you

[Sample: Nas]
Death threats given by clowns
I guess who's the best
'Cause I would overcome any task

Be-Be-Be my guest!

Azealia Banks

Azealia Banks is a hip hop artist and singer from Harlem. Since her first steps as a child in off-broadway theatre productions to her training at La Guardia High School of Performing Arts—a breeding ground for stars—she’s been steadily perfecting her craft and making a name for herself.