[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Conductor
Yeah (Conductor)
Hm, Machine back
Ah, you know, light up
At this point I'm just unfuckwitable, nigga
Hm-hm, yeah
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Four chicken wings, lobster fried rice, still on that hood shit
Four homicides in the same night, we on that bullshit
I'm Trick Daddy with the pots, whippin' that girl, she such a good bitch
18-wheelers bringin' the za, we gettin' hood rich (Uh, look)
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Blew 50 at the Louis V store out in Paris
Rollin' up a hundred crowns at the Louvre, bitch I'm arrogant
You know papi on 10th Street had the heroin
On the megabus takin' bricks down to Maryland (Talk to these niggas, king, yeah)
On the megabus takin' bricks down to Maryland
Your dog locked, you keep him outside and take care of him
I'm pullin' up, German engineering, bitches stare at him
The Benz white, my shooter like Glen Rice
Champion piece, a pesto margarita thin slice
Big pipe in this 3X Pelle Pelle
I hate all of you rappers, I'm Melle Mel
The flow is Kane vs. Undertaker, this Hell in a Cell
Really from the trenches, give a fuck 'bout no record sales
Well, the fit fresh, I just need a photo
Griselda Records, I should be the logo
Bitch text me, said she 'bout to leave Komodo
R&B star, shit, it probably was Coco
Conductor
Yeah (Conductor)
Hm, Machine back
Ah, you know, light up
At this point I'm just unfuckwitable, nigga
Hm-hm, yeah
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Four chicken wings, lobster fried rice, still on that hood shit
Four homicides in the same night, we on that bullshit
I'm Trick Daddy with the pots, whippin' that girl, she such a good bitch
18-wheelers bringin' the za, we gettin' hood rich (Uh, look)
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Blew 50 at the Louis V store out in Paris
Rollin' up a hundred crowns at the Louvre, bitch I'm arrogant
You know papi on 10th Street had the heroin
On the megabus takin' bricks down to Maryland (Talk to these niggas, king, yeah)
On the megabus takin' bricks down to Maryland
Your dog locked, you keep him outside and take care of him
I'm pullin' up, German engineering, bitches stare at him
The Benz white, my shooter like Glen Rice
Champion piece, a pesto margarita thin slice
Big pipe in this 3X Pelle Pelle
I hate all of you rappers, I'm Melle Mel
The flow is Kane vs. Undertaker, this Hell in a Cell
Really from the trenches, give a fuck 'bout no record sales
Well, the fit fresh, I just need a photo
Griselda Records, I should be the logo
Bitch text me, said she 'bout to leave Komodo
R&B star, shit, it probably was Coco
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