Verse

Yeah

Machine bitch

Haha

Yea we back

Let's get it

You know

What the fuck is up

See you con way

Yeah

Get in your bag

Look

The fame and the clout

I never cared about

I did two shows for a hundred

That's a fair amount

May back from Jan to water

You know my where about

The ones responsible

For all those bodies

Y'all been hearing about

They had desires trap

And a heroin house

And made more weekly

Than a doctor make

Yearly out his salary

I'm rocking a merry

Out the factory might personally

Send a tax to me

Yeah

They still copying waves

Stealing my drip

But they never rock it the same

Boy thought he was gangster

Until he got shot In his braids

You know we crashing out

If you ever hop out of your lane

Pulled up the indictment

See poppy and copped me some haze

He lost half his leg

When he was shot with the gage

Rock a lot of chains

In Atlanta I stopped at the flames

Conway y'all know the name

Pussy

Ya'll know the name pussy

Throw all your game pussy

The bitch hitting up on side

Waking up to the Fame now i can let it out

If i make it the game now i could fuck it up

Do i mention no one yes i did fuck it out

Now i tell you

This shit ain't same like the past way

This shit insane like a DefJam

This shit is more than just a flame

I sober i sober

I fuck up i Dig out the slime to your mouth

Shit the fuck off my faces

Bitches wanna do drugs so bad

Till they sober in hell

Nowadays music is just sound the same

Sound it lame light the name

But no flow sucking bitch

Like a kitchen mutha faka in flame

Yeah

So i did it on the left way

You wanted all the gram

You got it

Pussy bitch want me hit their social

Seeming bad language

I guarantee you needed the hell yes no doubt about it

Shit so lame shit so lame

Now you better stop

Before i made yall quiting the game on the game

Bitches fuck their lungs until they on their on graved

I digging you Grave so you don't have to worry about it