Ajax Hall & Nash

[Part 1]

[Intro: Sample]
"Yo, man, never one choice, aye, what's wrong, don't talk, don't see you"
"Yo, man, never one choice, aye, what's wrong, don't talk, don't see you"

[Chorus: Westside Gunn + sample + Conway the Machine]
I had the rib cop the lay on the SK to spray off (B'rrrrrrt!)
The baby in the crib crying, they gon' have to scrape off
The brains off the toy box (baby!)—where the safe at?
My shooters sniffin' coke mixed with Ajax
("Yo, man—") Been a fly nigga since way back
Margiela's came with the snake straps
Bricks in the '98 grey Ac'
Fuck-nigga, we don't play that
Fuck-nigga, we don't play that
Fuck-niggas, we don't play that ("Click, clack, boom, nigga")
My shooters sniffin' coke mixed with Ajax (Boom!)
Fuck-nigga, we don't play that

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine + sample]
Frontin' like you know me from way back (I don't know these niggas, man)
Fuck-nigga, we don't play that (We don't play, nigga)
Knock a limb off when the gauge clap
I told him twice to show me where the safe at (Huh!)
I'm the modern-day Malcolm
Catch you at the light and give it to you bad, like Rico did Calvin (Hahahaha! Toot toot toot toot toot...)
Hah, Mike Willy the eleven-fifty
Where I'm from they'll knock a nigga off for seven fifty (Cap)
("Yo, man—") Niggas probably get shot for less
Shots firin' out the nozzle of the TEC's, from that model S (Cap)
Niggas just make a lotta threats, I hear a lotta, "I'm the best"
Then I hear their records, and I'm not impressed
Prada sweats, I was fresh
They was hollow, and I was next
Way before I got shot in my neck (Woo)
Even after, I start another chapter
It's our trap, jump like Vince Carter for the Raptors
I started as a trapper (Uh)
I ain't no fuckin' artist or a rapper
Feds kicked the homie door, found it all
Even found the garbage full of wrappers (Cap)
Took his time on the chin, though
Send my jit to your session with the extendo (Brrr)
Pussy nigga, you can get it how you want ("How you want it, nigga?")
I make a G-call, I'll have you slumped