Kool G - Westside Gunn, Benny the Butcher, CONWAY THE MACHINE

Brr, brr, brr

Brr, ayo

Griselda

Ayo

You know I live this shit, built this shit brick by brick with it (Ah)

Niggas flawless, regardless, baggin' up and crackin' tenements

Surely a gangsta, don’t test that, my shooters itchin'

Pistols with extendos essential by projects that we pitched at

We on the corners with Louis on us, we pulled up on him in foreigns

Four in the morning, show them niggas how we click-clack

Cherry Maybach, look how I sit back, I had the TEC and MAC

This shit is mismatched

Bust a four pound and that shit kick back

But you feel the impact, bucket KITH hat, VS where my wrist at

Fendi stockings over the face, now where your bricks at?

Bugatti truck, I need to get that, La Máquina get the big sack

Quarter block on the table, told that bitch to sniff that

Sent her to Texas, made her bring my shit back, gave her six stacks

For any mishaps, from New York to Dallas like Kristaps

Got a bag and flipped that, green beam sit on the big MAC

We the hardest niggas out, bitch, don’t forget that

Uh, just off of impact, it feel like Rick back

I tote a big strap, I go and get it and gotta limp back

Hawaiian bitch that will fuck the team and fly a brick back

Designer mix-match, I only get inspired in traps

All we wear is fly sporting gear I buy in Fifth Saks

This .40 air pass your Cartiers and leave your limbs cracked

I went up, came home in six months, and I got sent back

I walked the yard with my skully on like a pimp hat

Y’all talk hard but be the first one hiding soon as it spark off

This four pound blow through your shit and flip a parked car

I bought raw, gave niggas lessons without a chalkboard

Then bought more, hopped in the whip and plugged in the aux cord

Ah, nigga, just wait for Tana Talk 4, uh