[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]

Yeah, look

They hate you when you winnin' (Uh)

I been knew I was great from the beginnin'

That's why real niggas relate to shit I written

Look, my dog caught a gun case and went to prison

Caught a new one on parole, got a detainer, so he sittin'

He said, "Con, them niggas hate you, so they ain't gon' see your vision

I'm good behind this wall, dog, just make sure that you kill 'em"

I feel him (I feel you, my nigga)

30 shot clips, I fill 'em to the top

Hit 'em up with the Glocks, or I MAC-10 'em (Brrr)

Balmain denim

I hustle for 4 days in 'em

Let the 4 blaze, and 4 strays hit 'em

One van, 4 goons, plus 4 K's in 'em

They snorted a 8-ball, more raw 'caine in 'em (Hahahaha)

I told 'em don't even come back if y'all ain't kill 'em (Uhuh)

I'm the illest, every bar is pure snake venom (Woo)

All my pots got resi' from the raw flake in 'em

Taa, and them fork scrapes in 'em, ha

Whip up, whip up

Keep runnin' your dicksuckers

I'ma pick the fifth up

Blick up your body, leavin' wounds you can't stitch up

It's us, GxFR, grip the 500 Smith up (Uh)

Shit hit a building and chip the bricks up, what

Bustin' and fuck my wrist up

He snitch, fuck him, cut the nigga tongue out his mouth

And sew his lips up

Look, you can't fuck with the shit that I wrote

Didn't like and ripped up

Me and Daringer whipped another brick up (Okay)

[Chorus: Cormega samples]

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"

[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]

Look, look

Fifth tucked in my drawers

Dog, you ain't a killer, you ain't never blick nothin' before

And if you blick somethin', you never hit nothin' before

I will carve you up nice, put a big cut in your jaw (Woo)

My homie 24, but he been fuckin' with raw

When he was 20, he had 20 bricks stuffed in the wall

I'm the God (uh), I can have your bitch fuckin' us all

Bagged the bitch in Versace, got my dick sucked in the store (Hahahaha!)

Fiends sayin' my white hit hard like Jack Dempsey (Cap)

Killa Tone spray your trap 'til the MAC empty (Brrr)

Look, I ain't one of them rap niggas that act friendly

I will clap any one of y'all, keep my gun involved (Who want it?)

Pack the black semi (Uh)

Wig shot him, little pieces of his brain

Stained up my blue and black Pennys (Cap)

Honest, I get the rocket launcher from Mohammed, kaif halak

Straight pop it at you 'til you ain't conscious

(Machine, nigga)

[Chorus: Cormega samples]

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"

[Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"]

I'm the hardest nigga out

It'll even be hard for God to figure out, I'm a Godly figure out

In the streets like a Harley

Nigga, I stand tall, and I hardly see a taller nigga out, at all

Here it is in laymen's (Nah)

You don't wanna act hard, fam, I follow him on the 'gram

Lure him to the backyard jam

For war with him, report him to spam, right after I spray him

As far as the booth

Man, I just go in there floor 'em with bows and arrows on

In rare form 'til I'm either blowin' some headphones

Or seeing (the GOAT❓❓) airborne (Yeah!)

Fuckin' with Conway and Gunn up in Buffalo, with my Buffalo Cartiers on (Woo)

Probably ridin' with my fire red bone

I'm on fire, her ears be burnin' when she ain't with me

So now she'll probably live long (Talk that shit!)

She like to party, pop Molly and lollygag

I drop bodies and party crash with Glock shotties

You know I gotta, hit him for the gold that sit in the safe (Right)

100,000 gunsmoke rounds got him like, "Oh, we get it, you vape"

That's what the gorillas did, I'm everything you feel you ain't

Assassinate characters like Twitter did to Azealia Banks (Woo!)

Fly niggas deviant, wild niggas obedience

Me and my compadres in a Chi today lookin' for a head like Sade

But nah, I ain't no R&B nigga

It's either my way or (hehe), y'all hoes Beat It then (Uh)

I ain't got no game and these bitches just understand my story

Nickel .9 and Conway the animal, boy, it's mandatory

[Chorus: Cormega samples]

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"

"The-the-the-the, the-the-the-the drama is a part of me"

"Son, son, you know the drilly"

"It's mandatory"