Online - 9391603 lyrics
by Conway the Machine
[Chorus: Chase Fetti x3]
I aim good, I had the J's online
I would front the work if they paid on time
I'm scrapin' change to hit his vein with this nine
Gettin' paid by design, these the days of our lives
[Verse 1: Chase Fetti]
Uh, we used to deal Girl, now you unemployed
My fiends jump for joy, my smack hittin' like a punch from Roy
Jones, should I keep the chrome? Ain't have another choice
I'm a bad guy, a rabbi, how I be touchin', boy
I was cuttin' that, boy, with M-30s that switch
My stick Bernie Mac, with a clip curve, in fact
You get buried like, tryna stick curry
Grab the grip, everytime I leave the brib my b*tch worry, uh
Look, I tell hеr I'm straight, 6:30
n*ggas Oscar the Grouch, I was movin' 'em big birdies
That papеr I make it rain, I promise you'll get, flurries like
"Damn, where the f*ck did you park? b*tch, hurry"
My chips sturdy and they all down
I came from the block like Karl Towns
This Nas but the law's foul's
This pot and this fork wild
I beat it like Ron Browz
Good stamps, had 'em on the lines like the call dial
[Chorus: Chase Fetti x2]
I aim good, I had the J's online
I would front the work if they paid on time
I'm scrapin' change to hit his vein with this nine
Gettin' paid by design, these the days of our lives
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
Look, I don't know why n*ggas feel they can stop me (Uh)
I gave n*ggas the blueprint, you n*ggas should watch me (Pay attention)
Hit in my top and that still didn't drop me (God)
Two in the morning, got the stick and the Bourbon out that Benny Hibachi (Hahahaha)
Vintage Versace, this Hennessy got me (Woo)
I'll be, still in your Top 3, for infinity, probably, watch me (Talk to 'em)
Been a menace since I been feelin' this c*cky (Uh-huh)
Switch on the Glock and the wrist is all rocky (Boom boom boom)
n*gga, and the neck chunky (Huh)
Not from the rap checks that I collect monthly (Ha)
Man, them n*ggas don't get an ounce of respect from me (Not at all)
You rap n*ggas to me is just lunch meat (Hahahahaha)
F.O.O.D., n*gga (F.O.O.D.), my jewels bigger
No SI's, this flawless, boss, our jewels differ (Bring)
My b*tch jump out a Benz, Chanel bag, Lou' slippers (Bag)
It's nothin' to push the button and get you removed, n*gga (Boom boom boom boom)
Machine
[Chorus: Chase Fetti x2]
I aim good, I had the J's online
I would front the work if they paid on time
I'm scrapin' change to hit his vein with this nine
Gettin' paid by design, these the days of our lives