[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
Forty tucked in the Goyard belt
I dominated the game
I wrote pain that I know y'all felt
They say my verse on "The Cow" was just so heartfelt
I ain't complaining I'm explaining
That's how those cards dealt
N***as never did shit for me
So I don't owe y'all help
Why you need a verse from me?
Why y'all can't blow y'all self?
Look, I go hard n***a don't make me go off
Shotty in the trench coat now I know how Omar felt
N***as scurry when they see me
You fuck n***as way over thirty and you needy
My young boy said give me the thirty bruh I need it
If thirty n***as outside then thirty n***as bleeding
And certainly he mean it I was late night
All black lurking with them heathens
In my city n***as rarely get murdered for a reason
When I'm done with this razor boy surgery is needed
Like Birdie in the scene when he was cutting Flip
Who fucking with Machine n***a?

[Chorus]
Forty thousand dollar wristwatches
Dope money in them Rick Boxes
Play the stove get a brick popping
Break it all down and then zip-lock it
Cross the mobb then we stick papi
Homemade ski mask from a ripped stocking
Yea homemade ski mask from a ripped stocking
[Verse 2]
You know my story n***a
Wig shot, jaw's twisted, bars been the sickest
But now I spit it more terrific
Listen I'm just doing the Lord's wishes
Told you the boy was gifted
Spit it so raw you can water whip it
I know them n***as that imported fishes
Sniffed it you still live with your momma
Pussy go wash the dishes
I buck fifty n***as faces they wore the stitches
N***as get Staples on they stomachs
And it cost them zippers
Catch me on a resort with gorgeous bitches
I made a fortune built a fortress for my foreign empress
Hit your forehead with this four-four and lift it
Knock your head off your shoulders
Just for talking some slick shit
If it's drama I send them goons to your house
Leave your n***a smoked in the living room on the couch
I turned one to two and I ain't losing an ounce
I'm Jordan in the Finals I never lose when it counts
Swisher full of jet fuel in my mouth
Thinking bout them hundred bags of sour
That I just moved in a drought whoa
My youngin dumped his tool then be out
Watched the news later see he X'd two n***as out
You sneak dissing I can't believe you choosing that route
Boy that's that same shit we usually shoot n***as bout
Check my resume my n***a I just had a year
That your favorite rapper hadn't had in years
That's why they mad I'm here
Machine
[Chorus]
Forty thousand dollar wristwatches
Dope money in them Rick Boxes
Play the stove get a brick popping
Break it all down and then zip-lock it
Cross the mobb then we stick papi
Homemade ski mask from a ripped stocking
Yea homemade ski mask from a ripped stocking

[Outro]
Yeah
Ago you know what's funny
I've been telling n***as for a minute now
That shit was getting spooky for you n***as
N***as thought I was playing though
Know what I mean
Told y'all n***as shit about to get real n***a
Shit done already got real n***a
I'm that n***a n***a
Y'all n***as know y'all can't fuck with me n***a
I ain't from no project no borough n***a
I'm straight from the east side n***a Buffalo n***a
I bet n***as won't come through here
Talking crazy n***a
I got whatever on it aha
You n***as pussy n***a
Straight up
Machine