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Conway The Machine

Alpaca

 

Alpaca

(album: Blakk Tape - 2018)


I know some niggas that been behind the wall their entire life
Never been to Shanghai, but they was moving China white
Razor in palm, I give a nigga cheek a giant slice
Across his face, just for saying shit that I ain't like
Me and these niggas don't rhyme alike, tryna battle?
You better off tryna fight Iron mike
In 89 when he was in his prime, nigga I ain't like
These other rap niggas, [?] who you tryna [?]
Diamonds dancing that means they're shining bright
Yikes, might hurt your eyes like you're staring in a shining light
I hit the vagina twice, it was kinda tight
I'm getting pussy like Frankie [?] on a line of white
You think you on my level, find a knife
And cut the bullshit nigga
You see the way I brutalize the mic, right
This for niggas in prison flying kites
Knew how to shoot a gun 'fore they knew how to ride a bike

You know what's up nigga
You know where to find me at pull-up nigga
You know you can't fuck with us
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck nigga
Gelato in my Dutch nigga
Henny XO in my cup nigga
You know what's up nigga
You know where to find me at pull-up nigga

Let them niggas tell it them niggas is working
When I see them niggas in person them niggas is hurting
I'm drinking Henny XO getting twisted with Birkin
Got the chopper in the window barrel stick through the curtains
Got the dope in a time box, no it isn't detergent
Always use the same chef cause he be whipping it perfect
You think he a real nigga, but he really a serpent
Two to the back of the head, leave him finished for certain
My nigga got fifteen, he was hustling [?]
I gave these niggas a lane, word to my brother Saddam
These niggas do big things when they fucking with Con
Like James Jones got six rings fucking with 'Bron
I put out classics, don't like rappers, I don't dap 'em
I'll tax 'em, for a feature, to out-rap 'em
On each song, he speak wrong, then I'll slap him
[?] like Frank Lucas with blood on his Alpaca, motherfucker

You know what's up nigga
You know where to find me at pull-up nigga
You know you can't fuck with us
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck nigga
Gelato in my Dutch nigga
Henny XO in my cup nigga
You know what's up nigga
You know where to find me at pull-up nigga

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