No. 8


[Intro: Conway]
And now ladies and gentleman, a legend in his own time
The one and only (Statik Selektah)
Yeah, haha, you know who the f**k it is
Y'all n***as pu**y man, haha, I see it
No wonder you walk around f**kin' mad all day
n***a you broke! Haha, get a bag

[Verse 1: Conway]
Ayo, Statik Selektah, I got these n***as strappin' their vest up
b*t*h n***as get to talkin', then I'm grabbin' the Heckler
My OG's said, "Don't let these rap n***as stress ya, uh
Especially a n***a you had under pressure"
The MAC on the dresser, it had a compressor
So you don't hear sh*t when it clap and it wet ya
Out we lurkin' all day, and if I happen to catch ya
Two things: black bag or a stretcher
I'm back and I'm fresher, never been to college, nah
Never had a professor, but I just got a package from Hector, whoa
I'm straight n***a, writing down a set of weight n***a
But I'd rather be in the studio going apes n***a
Uh, you just a rapper, stay in your place n***a
Before I had the goons blickin at your Wraith n***a
Yeah, stay in your lane and be safe, n***a
Or get hit with the 30 in the face, n***a

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, no soul b*t*h, sold my sh*t
Your pockets got holes, I guess your cheese all Swiss
Let me squeeze TEC, got it running like Bolt, n***a
White stripes on the fatigue coat
Fear of God high tops
My rhymes gotta clean, by the grapes, violator, your time's stop
I never idolized no n***a (Never)
I never been shook of no n***a (Never)
Took over the phones in the building
18th Street, stabbed a n***a a million times
I've seen it with my own eyes
Slipped on some blood, the n***a laying up dying
He lost a bet on the Giants
All you seen was chunks of that n***a flyin'
No CO's, yo, somebody need to mop the sh*t up

[Verse 3: Termanology]
Ayo, it's a stick up
I'm in a castle blasted, throw you in a bath of acid
Every word I spat is classic, ratchet in the lavish fashion
I'll turn a shooter to a moving target, tryna cop a Louis carpet
When I do this shopping for this new apartment
The leather MCM bag, it got dabs in it
Molly, Percocet, the piff and acid tabs in it
I'm just a vandal with a hammer with a broken handle
Rappers is broke, I'm going home to a Naomi Campbell
Virgin Mary in my bed with a holy candle
Holy water in my bathtub and gold Roman sandals
I'll rock a room but I'll be rockin' all across the globe
But rewind, I had a stocking on, ready to rob your gold
I'm quick to smash a cutie, even if she bad and boujee
Monogram Gucci jacuzzi, now that's a future movie
I'm Benny Blanco with a weapon running by the train
Silencer on the smoker put gun powder in your veins
Hopped a lot of planes, rocked a lot of chains
Clocked a lot of fame, and you lil pu**y boys not the same
100 bottles in a week, celebrating life
Gave the door man $100 just to shake the ice
pu**y, I'll take your life from you with the rusty eight
Earthquake your soul when I'm busting with this Russian K
Selling eight balls, your boy made a ton of cake
Now we puffing eighths, getting blunted to this No. 8

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