[Intro]
Fuck man, niggas know they don't fuck with me
They can talk all that shit they want to, huh (Yeah)
I’m good, I'm good
Nigga ain't even got within two feet with a knife, nigga
You can’t be serious, nigga ain't even tried to
[Verse]
Don't try and hide, boy, 'cause we'll catch you
'Bout to drop album of the year and that ain't even pressure
That ain't effort (This shit is easy)
Don’t make me DMX you (Huh?)
And see you with my dawg at war, ’cause he'll stretch you (Where my dawg at?)
Puttin’ holes all in your body, you gon' see a stretcher
I need a milli' out the deal and I ain't seein’ lesser
I need check cut, my bitch look like Aaliyah in the Tesla
Might take her to freeze her neck up, uh
Flyest nigga in the room, I'm used to being fresher
Doors up on the 'Ghini, she think I'm being extra
Leaving the spot to back up, I go and see Vanessa
I call my nigga Pack to cook it when I need it cheffed up (Hold me down, bro)
Two thousand for my pair of shoes (Huh?)
Niggas couldn't walk a mile tryna wear my shoes (Can't)
I'm the big dawg, I'm compared to who?
And I'm the richest nigga in the club and I ain't wear my jewels
But the bitches still stare and choose
Born to win but I'm prepared to lose
'Cause if this rap shit don't work then I'ma air my tool
They checkin' my release dates, I got 'em scared to move
I see 'em plottin', they wanna know when Machine droppin'
I thought of this shit on the spot, I ain't even jot this
I put the profit in McQueen boxes
Forty pointers in everybody on the team watches
It's motion picture shit, please watch us
I'm probably somewhere in the presidential suite with your queen topless, nigga
Album dropping, watch the Machine rock shit, nigga
Yeah
Fuck man, niggas know they don't fuck with me
They can talk all that shit they want to, huh (Yeah)
I’m good, I'm good
Nigga ain't even got within two feet with a knife, nigga
You can’t be serious, nigga ain't even tried to
[Verse]
Don't try and hide, boy, 'cause we'll catch you
'Bout to drop album of the year and that ain't even pressure
That ain't effort (This shit is easy)
Don’t make me DMX you (Huh?)
And see you with my dawg at war, ’cause he'll stretch you (Where my dawg at?)
Puttin’ holes all in your body, you gon' see a stretcher
I need a milli' out the deal and I ain't seein’ lesser
I need check cut, my bitch look like Aaliyah in the Tesla
Might take her to freeze her neck up, uh
Flyest nigga in the room, I'm used to being fresher
Doors up on the 'Ghini, she think I'm being extra
Leaving the spot to back up, I go and see Vanessa
I call my nigga Pack to cook it when I need it cheffed up (Hold me down, bro)
Two thousand for my pair of shoes (Huh?)
Niggas couldn't walk a mile tryna wear my shoes (Can't)
I'm the big dawg, I'm compared to who?
And I'm the richest nigga in the club and I ain't wear my jewels
But the bitches still stare and choose
Born to win but I'm prepared to lose
'Cause if this rap shit don't work then I'ma air my tool
They checkin' my release dates, I got 'em scared to move
I see 'em plottin', they wanna know when Machine droppin'
I thought of this shit on the spot, I ain't even jot this
I put the profit in McQueen boxes
Forty pointers in everybody on the team watches
It's motion picture shit, please watch us
I'm probably somewhere in the presidential suite with your queen topless, nigga
Album dropping, watch the Machine rock shit, nigga
Yeah
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