[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Uh, 40 leave you niggas slumped (Boom boom!)
Pussy, you gon' need a bigger gun (Uh)
I let off the drum and watch you niggas run
And scream like bitches when the magazine spittin', hold up (Brrrr)
I'm cut from a different cloth (Cap)
I could look at you and tell that you niggas soft (You pussy, nigga)
Heh, drop a bag and get you niggas all (Cap)
I ain't gotta lift the finger I just made a call (Green light)
Huh, if it's an issue let it be known (What's poppin', homie?)
Shot him in the ribs broke three bones (Hold that)
Psh, Every week a hundred P's gone (Hahahaha!)
Razor slide across a nigga cheekbones (Tsh)

[Verse 2: Banish]
Look, steppin' out up in that Onda? war in Off-White (Off-White)
Catch these fuckers frontin' then it's on sight (Alright)
She already know it's gon' be a long night
Little stoner rub by the beach, she lovin' that long pipe (Take it)
Her man's and them had a plan they had to cancel that plot
'Fore they got caught with more shots than the 10's all got (Bo bo bo bo bo bo bo)
Like what the fuck is this new rap business, I won't get it
These lames is bad trannies
I can tell out the gate that they bitches (Yeah, hahahaha)
Put this muzzle on you if you keep yappin'
Don't know what happen say I'm trappin' actin' about out that action (Listen)
I got a dozen for you and I don't gotta chase far
It's whatever they want 'cause I got more gauges than a racecar
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