Fendi Seats lyrics

[Verse 1: Conway]
Look, Machine, b*tch, I kill movements
I will snap, promise you, scrap, I will lose it (Cap)
Strapped with this big ass MAC, I will use it
Pop him, then pop him again, he still movin' (He still movin')
n*ggas got all these fantasies about coke sales
Okay, my n*gga, whatever make ya boat sail (Hahahaha)
But me, I don't speak about the sh*t I don't sell
I'm a S.E. G, I don't ride coattails (Not at all)
Heh, all it take is a phone call made
Four goons, four K's get ya porch sprayed (Green light it)
I'm just tryna see my name on a Forbes page (Uh)
My new sh*t sound like something the Lord made (Haah)
A f*ck n*gga can't shake my hand
And it's f*ck any n*gga if he snaked my man
You di*kride when you see me, you straight my fan
I will slap you like a b*tch 'til I break my hand, my n*gga (Hold that, n*gga)
Haha, mad resi on my digi
Squares with the stamp in the middle, they smellin' p*ssy
n*gga in the hood talkin' all crazy, I'm like "Who is he?" (sh*t, nervous n*gga)
Gave my youngin' the 30 shot, told him to get busy (Brrt)
Can't touch me or my slime, hands-off policy
n*ggas gon' riot in the city if a n*gga body me
So think before you n*ggas throw a shot at me
No respect, goons outside the church where yo momma be
It gotta be like that (uh), I know a n*gga, let his pipe clap
They gave him 25 to life
He appealed it and gave them crackers that life back
Eighteen in and seven left, then he back just like he never left
50 pull ups on the bar, now he's on his 11th set (Hahahaha)
[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, now that I got your attention, I'd like to mention I'm gifted
Purple Label suspenders, MAC-11 extended
Runnin' with killas, Margielas on menaces, dealing fish
Using too much soda was ignorant
Mind ya business or ya brains gon' hit the ceiling, Allah willing
I can count a half a billion on a yacht chillin', rockin' Louis linen
Who he kiddin'? You couldn't tie the strings of my Europeans
See 'em, shoot his BM in the BM
I had to leave 'em, leakin', stinkin'
Almost threw up, you shoulda seen it
Diadora Purple Tape's screechin', I hopped the fence
Jumped in the GL Benz, Cartier, no lens
My n*gga started reachin'
Make sure you hit every muh'f*cker in sight
Throw them sh*ts in Lake Erie tonight
He said, "Chill, god, aight"