Conway The Machine - Nash lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Conway The Machine - Nash lyrics]
Ayo
Ayo, you think I give a fuck about anything
You niggas got to say 'bout this shit?
It's The Machine, bitch you know how I play
Nigga
Slap the shit out you in front of your bitch
Nigga you know how I do, nigga
You know what I mean?
Look, smoking shattering the raw comb
Bottom of the 5th shattering your jaw bone
I send a package to your broad home
Mail the drugs
She sign for 500 pounds for a pair of Uggs
They hating on me I'm like where the love
I've been nice with the pen since
Back when Birdman was wearing love (hahaha)
Homie behind the wall he been a near a dove
Clap a nigga 5 times he wasn't wearing gloves
Told that bitch to clean the pots and pans
She washed the residue off the egg
Beaters wearing the ox for 10s
The shooter keep the 30 in his arms reach
(huh)
I have him empty the clip where ya moms sleep
(brrrrrrrr)
Mention my name I'ma push the button (Okay)
Poke on some rap nigga melon I
Gotta put a slug in
Sending bricks from Cali to the
Hood and flood it i get the blocks from
Sacramento cam boogie cousins (woo)
I'm a living legend
It's a blessing I'm even living
My life could've been ended in a millisecond
That's probably why I spit it with aggression
I gotta kill it
I gotta be the illest I can't finish second
(talk to 'em) and I ain't finna threaten
'Cause can't no nigga fuck with me
I run up in the session
With the Smith and Wesson
Shout out my nigga Tek
Shout out to Smiff-N Wessun
I had my youngins aiming sticks
Where your bitches resting
Sit in on the counter let the blocks dry
My youngin on your block letting shots fly
Sneak dissing ain't work so
Now they cock ride
Reject dropped I'm knocking niggas
Out the top five
The Tisci dunks on black and white
My dope made the fiends OD die
And come back to life
Haha, and that happened twice
Hah, auntie said she hit that
Glass chick, crack the pipe, conway
Ayo, you think I give a fuck about anything
You niggas got to say 'bout this shit?
It's The Machine, bitch you know how I play
Nigga
Slap the shit out you in front of your bitch
Nigga you know how I do, nigga
You know what I mean?
Look, smoking shattering the raw comb
Bottom of the 5th shattering your jaw bone
I send a package to your broad home
Mail the drugs
She sign for 500 pounds for a pair of Uggs
They hating on me I'm like where the love
I've been nice with the pen since
Back when Birdman was wearing love (hahaha)
Homie behind the wall he been a near a dove
Clap a nigga 5 times he wasn't wearing gloves
Told that bitch to clean the pots and pans
She washed the residue off the egg
Beaters wearing the ox for 10s
The shooter keep the 30 in his arms reach
(huh)
I have him empty the clip where ya moms sleep
(brrrrrrrr)
Mention my name I'ma push the button (Okay)
Poke on some rap nigga melon I
Gotta put a slug in
Sending bricks from Cali to the
Hood and flood it i get the blocks from
Sacramento cam boogie cousins (woo)
I'm a living legend
It's a blessing I'm even living
My life could've been ended in a millisecond
That's probably why I spit it with aggression
I gotta kill it
I gotta be the illest I can't finish second
(talk to 'em) and I ain't finna threaten
'Cause can't no nigga fuck with me
I run up in the session
With the Smith and Wesson
Shout out my nigga Tek
Shout out to Smiff-N Wessun
I had my youngins aiming sticks
Where your bitches resting
Sit in on the counter let the blocks dry
My youngin on your block letting shots fly
Sneak dissing ain't work so
Now they cock ride
Reject dropped I'm knocking niggas
Out the top five
The Tisci dunks on black and white
My dope made the fiends OD die
And come back to life
Haha, and that happened twice
Hah, auntie said she hit that
Glass chick, crack the pipe, conway