Conway The Machine - Anybody lyrics

Yeah, nigga reject, nigga
Machine, bitch daringer, you already know
We do what we do what we do nigga
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

Reject shit, it's the Machine, bitch!
Pull up on you, 50 shot magazine rip
Niggas be talkin'
But I don't feel threatened
Where's your weapon? You can't fit a
Gun in them fuckin' leggings nigga
They figured I'd be down and out
They talkin' about money
But couldn't pull a thousand out
Nigga tellin', they let the coward out
I found it out
I had him smokin', he wasn't even an hour out
Lit the Swisher then put the sour out
Then go in the booth blackened
Like a power out
Reject, they waitin' for me to finish it
Balmain denim drawers is limited
This for them niggas with 20 year sentences
Young niggas jumpin' out the
Van with extended shit
Look, Daringer what it is?
Get a word, I'ma put a bullet in his wig
Run everything

Anybody can get it, I got it on me now
Homie you can get it
You niggas talkin', but I live it
I pull up on you, you gon' feel it nigga
I ain't with the talkin'
I ain't with the dissin' you fuck around
You gon' come up missin' nigga
And anybody can get it
Anybody can get it nigga

Damn, you can't run a brick
But you still sellin' nicks in the rain
You 36 and a lame
They don't mention your name
I pull up with extendo the clip and the hang
Dump a clip where you hang
You think this shit is a game my nigga?
(stop playin' nigga)
Your mouth gon' get you fuckin' killed
You livin' off a reputation
That your brother built
I got this shit sewed like a fuckin' quilt
Steam the broccoli
The Glock in the Versace belt
SE gang, fuck everybody else
Caught him by himself
The chopper made his body melt
A fifth of vodka on the shelf
Smokin' Cali it gotta melt
You can tell the sour from how it smelled
I'm that nigga, that's how I felt
As far as rhymin' goes
This shit is like a lion runnin' down an elk
I'm a giant, you a fuckin' elf
All I need is this iron nigga fuck the help
Conway

Anybody can get it, I got it on me now
Homie you can get it
You niggas talkin', but I live it
I pull up on you, you gon' feel it nigga
I ain't with the talkin'
I ain't with the dissin' you fuck around
You gon' come up missin' nigga
And anybody can get it
Anybody can get it nigga

These niggas ain't the Machine
I come through and paint the scene
Red HK with the laser beam
Thirty shots wake your baby
Make your lady scream
You fuck niggas rockin' Old Navy jeans
It's 'bout to be a long night
Put the wax in the bong, hit it twice
Stay in your lane if you want
To live a long life
The bitches get long pipe all night
The 9-11 Porsche white still go to Onyx
Throw up 20 like Lebron on an off night
You at your momma house
They 'bout to cut off lights
But every other verse you rappin'
Like you off white
You do it like me, movie time, I'm Spike Lee
Bad white bitch like Ice T
Bag the rock and 501's in a white tee
But I paid $750 for the Nikes

Anybody can get it, I got it on me now
Homie you can get it
You niggas talkin', but I live it
I pull up on you, you gon' feel it nigga
I ain't with the talkin'
I ain't with the dissin' you fuck around
You gon' come up missin' nigga
And anybody can get it
Anybody can get it nigga

And that goes for any one of you
Fuck niggas man you're not ayo
I'ma keep it 100 i'm so tired
Of you bitch ass niggas
Keep talkin' and runnin' your mouth
Like fuckin' dick suckers
Nigga can't none of you niggas
Fuck with me man
I don't know what the fuck is wrong
With you niggas man man ya'll niggas need a
Bundle you can get a bundle nigga
Get in the hood nigga

Alright? Alright? Damn now we just
Gon' find these little
Marks and smoke 'em shit ain't that hard
As long as it ain't no cop look
I ain't killin' no kids or
No old folks aight? Ay man
Who the fuck gon' be old out
There at twelve at night? Shit nigga
I'll smoke anybody i just don't give a
Fuck i'm gon' hit this shit nigga