TRUMP Conway the Machine

[Intro]
He pretty much lays it out
He-he was a killer, he was a hired killer for Griselda
Uh, that eliminated, uh, people that were involved in the drug business
Yeah, yeah
Uh, agh
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
We got the drop on you and you ain't even know (You ain't know, nigga)
Them shooters they follow you everywhere you go (They lurkin')
Them niggas in your bushes now, they give out wig shots (Boom, boom!)
They got the drop on you and you ain't even know (Hahahahaha!)
Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Run down on 'em niggas, man)
Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Hit all them niggas too, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (I don't give a fuck who outside, nigga!)
Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Brrrrr!)

[Verse 1]
Niggas thought the shit was sweet, I'ma make you fuck niggas know me
Talkin' like you a killer, well, motherfucker, come show me (What's poppin', nigga?)
I already sent the youngin through there bustin' his .40 (Uh)
Nigga shot up your whole block and he hit one of your homies (Boom boom!)
Nigga, we already know you pussy, you cover your Rollie (Hah)
And you tuck in your chain (You a pussy, nigga)
You's a fuck nigga, should've stayed in a fuck nigga lane (Uh)
A lil' dread head nigga come in bustin' your brain (Grrah)
Lil' homie fuckin' insane (woo), whoa
I got him and his homies in your bushes now (They lurkin')
Sniffin' grams to stay up so he can put you down
Homemade ski mask on, pull it down (Hm)
Silencer on, and neighbors couldn't hear a bullet sound (Grrah)