[Intro]

Ayo, ain't no more Dutches?

Listen up, man

[Verse]

Look

Machine, bitch, I don't back down, check my background

Spray your trap down, fill a nigga back, with MAC rounds (Brr)

Strapped down with the black pound

The serial number scratched down

I could have the killers on attack now (Cap)

Pull the mask down (Uh), five goons

Two at the front, three at the back now (For real)

I don't listen to these new niggas that rap now

I was out wildin' with a MAC

You was with yo' girl listenin' to Mack Wilds (Hahahaha)

Fuck these niggas and they rap styles

I murder niggas with this ink, shit'll get ugly, nigga, Black Child (Haah)

My dog blew his last trial then got sat down

20 flat in the max, he on his way back now (Free my nigga)

Gas plug in Cali', I just gotta get a pack now

Send it in the mail, we made it? I can relax now (We good)

And let the racks pile (Cap)

My youngin domed a nigga, right up close, I saw him crack a smile (It was worth it)

I was in that Ghost, hatin' niggas saw me stuntin' (You see 'em)

They was lookin' like a ghost is what they saw or somethin' (Hah)

Shotty tearin' limbs off like I'm sawin' somethin'

Big gun was lookin' like I'm playin' a guitar or somethin'

This nigga talkin' like he offin' somethin'

I'm like you talkin' to a G like you don't respect your jaw or somethin' (Haah)

The Nike Kanye's tan, he whippin' eight yams

The cook smoke, he whipped this shit for eight grams (Whip up)

Forty in the waistband (Hah)

Pussy nigga I ain't playin'

No, we ain't playin'

Wait, you got hit

That was somethin' you ain't plan

Now you need an escape plan

Wait, I know he snake, we don't shake hands

He got his face blammed

Then I went to Ruth's Chris and ate lamb (Hahahaha)

Chopper make a fuck nigga break dance

Shells got caught in the slide, and made the K jam

Machine