Nicki Minaj – FTCU Lyrics

In her fifth album, “Pink Friday 2,” Nicki Minaj ignites speculation of feuds with Megan Thee Stallion and Latto, delivering sharp lyrics in “FTCU.” Nicki continues to assert her dominance as Queen of Rap with this song.

FTCU Lyrics by Nicki Minaj

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame, Nicki Minaj & Future]
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin’ millionare) Yeah
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)

[Verse 1]
Ayo, I tell ’em that I’m the Sleeze, they tellin’ me, “Okay, prove it”
I leave these bitches on read, so now they know that they blew it
I tell ’em I’m movin’ units, my videos, they gon’ view it
Spotify ain’t gotta lie, they really streamin’ my music (Woo)
I give bitches the crown, thеy fuck around and lose it, nah
I am the wave, I only wavе when I’m tellin’ ’em bye
Bitch, we ain’t twinnin’, ain’t fraternal or identical
When I’m around, bitch, you know you become invisible

[Refrain]
Mm, who wanna play with Nicki?
Got the power, I could tell my niggas, “Spray like 50” (Brr)
Come on, bitch, I just put a milli’ on my Richie
Minus like fifty, mine was nine-fifty, sissy

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, high heels on my tippies
Dolce and Gabbana, that’s on my titties
Cop me Vetements when I ride the dickie
I still got the juice, bitch, buy a sippie
I will never slippy like a Mickey
Stay in your Tory lane, bitch, I’m not Iggy
I know that these niggas tryna bang like Chiddy
I am such a catch nigga, throw on ya mitty

[Refrain]
Uh, who wanna play with Nicki?
Got the power, I could tell my niggas, “Spray like 50”
Distribute about a million dollars, word to brickies
Told ’em to keep fifty, my cut nine-fifty, bitchy

[Outro]
Mm, give me my tens
Give me, give me my tens
Give me my tens
Then take away two, I ate, I win
Mm, give me my tens
Give me, give me my tens
Give me my tens
Then take away two, I ate it up again