Conway The Machine - Dough & Damani lyrics

Yeah, Alchemist (Brr)
Lord, smokin' this motherfuckin' gas, nigga
(Smokin') on a PJ, nigga, dump
The ashes in the crudité, fuck nigga, hahaha
Look, uh

Bust down on my bitch, I blew forty on it
(I blew a lil' bag)
I'm the don, copped the Dawn
Threw Forgi' on it (Cap)
Shot's with me and he got two forties on him
(That's my brother)
Shootin' like it's the game winner
Robert Horry on 'em, uh
Dolo everywhere, wearin' every necklace
(Uh, huh)
Draco on the seat, bitch, I'm well protected
(I got it)
They wonder where I'm gettin' money
I ain't sell a record (I ain't sell nothin')
I tell 'em I was simply


Playin' chess instead of checkers
(I'm hustlin', nigga) , uh
Blue hundreds in a brown paper bag (Cap)
Ridin' through the city in my new paper tag
(Vroom)
I'll take a half and make it take a bath
(Uh, huh)
I made a bag, threw baguettes on my wrist
Look like the bracelet glass (Talk to 'em)
Half a brick on the table
I know it ain't gon' last so much fishscale
The shit lookin' like a plate of bass
(Ha ha haha) i told the bro
"Wear your gloves and cover
Your face with mask" ("For what?")
"Not for COVID-19, shit, you got H to bag"
(Ha)
Them niggas hate, but it don't make us mad
(Not at all)
I'm sittin' courtside watchin' the
Lakers play the Mavs (Bron, what up?)
I ain't doin' no verses, homie
We can't collab (Uh, uh)
Every pole got a beam, we playin' laser tag
Real shit (Brr)
Foreign assets and I ain't even in my bag yet
(Cap) look, we been gettin' money
Before the rap checks
(Been gettin' money, nigga)
Hit the Backwood twice, this a gas check
Never needed nothin' from a
Bitch but her address (Ha)
Yes, 'cause she wanna fuck a rich nigga
(yeah, hahahaha, yeah)
Your bitch wanna fuck a rich nigga
That's my bitch now, nigga (yeah)

I'll hold onto the gun
Why should he hold on to the gun?
'Cause I already got it, motherfucker

Yeah, uh brr, look

Doat Street and May Block
That's where you niggas know me from
(May Block, nigga)
Ain't wanna sell my man mama no work
I still sold her some
Might as well get it from me
She just gon' go spend her dough with son
I'm 2Pac in Juice
Why this nigga gotta hold a gun?
(Why he gotta hold a gun?)

'Cause I already got it (I got it)
I already got it
('Cause I already got it, motherfucker)
Yeah i already got it (I got it)
I already got it
(I already got it) , look (Look)

We was shippin' packs, rap is my new hobby
My shooter blew his bag
Now he lurkin' for a new homi' (He lurkin')
Shootouts broad day right in the W lobby
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I seen it on the news, I
Said, "That was my dude, probably"
(That's my dude)
Bitch, I'm the new Gotti, pull up
Black and blue Bugatti (Vroom)
I leveled up my bitch
I paid for that new body
(I bought them titties)
Got her titties did, in my city
I really did it big silly kids
He really spit about the shit he really did
The shit he really lived
I don't think they really understand
How ill he is
I'm really JAY-Z, nigga, I'm really BIG
(Talk to 'em) i see their lists and
I personally get offended (Huh)
'Cause every single verse is a
Verse of the year contender (Woo)
Guess it's 'cause I only rap 'bout the
Work I put in the blender (Huh)
And I don't like workin' with these niggas
And I never do they interviews
So that's why I purposely don't get mentioned
(Politics)
But they know I'm certainly rappin'
Circles around these niggas
(These niggas can't fuck with me)
You don't know me, where you know me from?
My lil' man gon' catch the body free
That nigga owe me one
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make us run up on you, dome shot
That's a hole in one (Brr)
I'm 2Pac in Juice
Why that nigga gotta hold a gun?
(Why he gotta hold the gun?)

'Cause I already got it (I got it)
I already got it (I already got it) , look
I said I already got it (I got it)
Nigga, I already got it
('Cause I already got it, motherfucker) , uh
Look (Look)

I ain't gotta go get that
I already got it, pussy
Keep thinkin' I'm playin' with you niggas uh