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