[Verse]
Look, look
Scrapin' that side of the pot up
Rose gold Dweller put your watch up
I got hit in my top when I got shot up
But I know n***as hit in the leg and never got up (fo'real)
Griselda bitch
We just want the money, fuck the fame
When rap n***as see us and they tuck they chains (hahaha)
It's Conway, you know the fuckin' name
You said it was your year last year, and still nothin' changed
No n***a jot like this
I got legends scratchin' they head
Gotta rearrange they top 5 list, ya heard
My lil' shooter on percocets
I'm only 99 percent, I ain't perfect yet
I fuck a bitch as n***as wish
And I ain't buy a bitch a Birkin yet
Pussy so wet, I could surf in that (woo!)
Water ready in the pot, put the work in that
Watch how (?) up on the surface when I'm workin' that (ha!)
50 shot fold up, I can work with that
Have you in fuckin' ICU where the surgeon at, haha
I heard the track then I murdered that
That's why they know my name where they speak German at
I'm from the hood servin' crack, I emerged from that
I was out lurkin' with a MAC, then I merged with Mac
Burnin' wax in the back of the Maybach with the curtain back
Machine bitch, this is murder rap