LAMY

[Intro] (Widowmaker) Mhm Yeah That's your motherfuckin' problem, man A lot of you niggas is idiots Ain't never had nothin' Turn me up (Fuckin' peon-ass niggas) (Bums) Fuck all these niggas too, man, all y'all niggas Look [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] I fuck with block movers Thirty shots in the Glock, I send shots through you I got killers, you got shooters (For real) These Margielas, fella, I never rock Supra I green light it, they pop Rugers Soda in the pot not what they got in the pop cooler Pop my wrist so I can rock Mueller Drop two in your top, wig-shot 'til you stop moving It's Conway, cocksucker, I'm not losing My spot's proven Lobster with the group-a I'm like Pac when he popped them two troopers Pull the coupe up, put the roof up All black, Amari Cooper I blank on the beats, I fuck the booth up Hold the sales dirty or smelly All my digi' scales dirty with resi' Lil' bro got the Kel-Tec in his Pelle He said, "Big bro, just tell me when you ready" [Verse 2: Sauce Heist] Sauce, let the thoughts run loose Stood on the stoop, two for fifteen I move dope, kicks clean (See this?) Movin' stones, Jeff Fort Rockin' white like I work in the mess hall (Fly shit) Clothes from Ragamuffin Don't get your muffin ragged for nothin', moe We got Valiums bumpin' Money growin' like ten heads Playboy, niggas fornicate all year (That's a fact) Fuck niggas be aware it's killers here Givin' gym scars Lavish patterns on the Louis scarf (Nigga) Sauce hazardous, you been warned (Uh-huh) All them shots lit off, y'all niggas hit nothin'? (Nothin'?) I'm Eddy with the pop, pop LAX, killer Cali, got me fuckin' hoes in the Valley Heist life, P-double-R Run a star for his jewels and his car I got the hustler's heart, mind sharp [Verse 3: Al.Divino] Yo, yo, yo Henny handle Hattori Hanzō Vanna White on a Van Gogh She's just [?] Fishscale sample [?] Grams implode when the pan [?] Burns hot, abide by the code of ethics Aesthetic supreme as your shorts Porcelain Porsche Carrera truck on Pirellis, fire [?] reminders, MacGyver Turn your girl to a geyser I don't know who tryna misguide you, son Set your flattop on fire Firearm made of carbon fiber Crown covered in barbed wire, I'm wiser Paper like a binder Mind-bender, [?] Finish Kenzo Bimmer or the Benzo Dominican bass like Dembow Extendos for the church and [?] Turn your hard temple to techno [?] have you psuedo sonic Super Bowl Loopholes got the [?] [Verse 4: Westside Gunn] Ayy, yo, I used to have to take the shank to the shower (To the shower) The more powder you sell, the more power You got a bad batch of dope, this shit sour Fiends fallin' out by the hour I got the best on the strip Pregnant bitch tryna sell her wig for a hit Everything I shoot, it got drums Stop taggin' me with these niggas, these niggas bums (Bums) [Verse 5: Westside Gunn] (Lock and load) Ayy, yo, fuck nigga, I'm the Flygod You watch out the ride, we pull it, you gettin' robbed (Give me that shit, nigga) Ralph ski suits from '92 I turned water to Ace, now who the fuck is you? (Fuck is you?) More designer Bulletproof sedan, backseats recliner You couldn't pick me out the lineup (Nah) Chanel mask on from Hitler 2 Cases of yellow labels, I'm still pissin' Veuv Brown bags outta Bloomingdale's '04, used to pop the trunk, have Ruger sales Went to the feds and got stronger (Got stronger) Free Black, he got thirty years longer (Longer) Used to get the veggies out the kitchen Shootouts like Reggie, nigga, I ain't missin' Blood on the knives, we had to rinse 'em Talkin' to the plug firm, nigga, send 'em (Nigga, send them shits, nigga) [Outro] Anybody can get it, nigga, promise