[Verse 1 : Flee Lord]
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[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
I just bought a new four-fifth from my man
Just came from Atlanta, trunk full, he just got back from a road trip
Gave me two cartridges, box of bullets for both clips
He said, "You better buy a couple more, they gon' be sold quick"
I said, "My n***a, when you slidin' off?"
'Cause I'ma do this jux tonight, then I'm back tomorrow to buy 'em all
Uh, I took a loss, but now I'm back buyin' raw
Sell it for the Shaq, but I get it for the Bryan Shaw
Lettin' off this MAC, got you n***as tryna climb a wall
I put the pressure on your shooters like Kawhi the Klaw
And every verse, I'm applying more
Heard 6ix9ine testified, I'm not surprised at all
We walkin' down on shit, n***a, we ain't drivin' by
I brought Flee with me, and he been dyin' to slide
My n***a did twelve years for lettin' iron fly
Left when he was 16, he came home Zion-sized