(Conway The Machine)
Shoot first that’s the motto
So I hit one of you n****s with a hollow
Ridin’ through OC smokin’ Gelato
PJ out of the bottle, got a hundred bags from Pablo
And they came with the shipment
Move the la but my dog had the cane in the kitchen
Think it’s a game n***a listen
Sticks on the back seat and they came with extensions
We used to slang loose cracks shoot at us n***a we shoot back
Get your wig blew back for 22 stacks
It ain’t shit to get one of my young n****s to do that
Your baby mama house sprayed up with the new Mac
Move back, you don’t want an issue
You don’t want them n****s to come and get you, and they’ll 100 clip you
Send a savage that’s 21 to get you
Wavin’ the stick everything in the drum will hit you

Chorus

(Remo Conscious)
Each spin around the sun
We pen another planet, pages weigh a ton
We keep ‘em on the run
Words like bullets, spinnin’ from a gun
Each spin around the sun
We pen another planet, the universe drums
Galaxies on our tongues
Souls in a cipher, spinnin’ round the sun
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