[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Hola, hola (Brrt, brrt)
¿Qué pasa? ¿Cómo estás? (Brrt)
Yeah

[Verse: Conway the Machine]
White lines, blue hundred dollar bills
My young boy a wizard shooting for that big bag like he Bradley Beal (Brrt, brrt, boom boom boom boom boom)
Yeah, pull up in that Rolls-Royce, that shit was white and teal, yeah
My n***a got 10 bricks, 33 a piece
He told me, "That's a steal" (33 three a piece), yeah (Scottie Pippen)
Pull up on your bitch playing Half-A-Mil (What up, baby?), yeah
Touched my first million dollars, shit gave me the chills (You see this shit, n***a?), yeah
Used to slide through other hoods looking for a kill
Now I got a villa full of bitches and they sniffing white lines and popping pills (Haha, talk to em)
Yeah, they wonder how the fuck I'm still winnin' (They scratchin they head)
I got shot in my head and in my neck and I'm still grinnin' (Y'all see me smiling right? Haha)
Yeah (Yeah) brodie on parole and he still spinnin' (That n***a lurkin, he still active)
Got two Jesus pieces on his neck and he still sinnin' (Brrt)

[Outro: Conway the Machine]
Shit, tell me where I go from here
Tell me where the fuck I go from here
Where I go from here?
Tell me where the fuck I go from here
Where I go from here?
Where do I go?
Where do I go? (Hahaha)