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[Conway]
Look
Smack your favorite rapper's teeth down his fucking throat
Gun big enough to sink a fucking boat
Wash the lobster down with a cup of pain
Ice on my wrist like it was fucking sprained

[Westside Gunn]
Just copped the Rollie with all ones
Mustard Goyard duffel with all guns

Mustard Goyard duffel with all guns

[Conway]
Play the corner 350s is pirate black
Young-in like to fire his strap
I admire that

[Westside Gunn]
Fire MACs
Frying panda cracks
Stone River jumpsuits, Supreme Air Max
Throwing head cracks
[Conway]
Throwing lead, blow his dreads back
Gave my lil' shooter the go ahead
Go ahead, push homie head back
Don't compare stats
You won't never find another flow and pair that
Flow is near crack
As ours
At all

[Westside Gunn]
Its 6 in the morning and still whippin'
First day in the yard a Latin King ripped him
First day in the yard a Latin King ripped him
We hid the burners in the kitchen
800 worth of commissary for extensions
Leave your front missing

[Conway]
Killa Tome? like Mad Max he just want victims
Banana clip stick out the side of the sticks
My jit will slide on you quick
I let him fire the blick

[Westside Gunn]
I was only 16 going half on the stick
Then I turned 19 went half on a brick
I had a 40 in the 40-below you're just a fix
Ask around I'm the shit