Tito's Back - Conway The Machine/Westside Gunn.lrc

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[00:00.33]Griselda
[00:02.29]Yeah, bitch
[00:03.09]By Fashion Rebels
[00:04.42]We take the blicks when we go to Quad, bitch
[00:06.28]You seen what happened to Pac, right?
[00:08.02]We ain't ****in' with these niggas, bitch
[00:11.07]Yeah
[00:13.69]Two bodies on the broken 40 (Uh huh), tuh
[00:16.77]Your favorite rappers is broke and 40 (Ah)
[00:19.66]Ain't gotta lift a ****in' finger,
[00:20.82]Tony smokin' for me (Get 'em, Tone)
[00:22.52]Not only got the illest bars,
[00:23.87]We got the sexiest stories (We got the stories, yeah, look)
[00:25.60]I went from playin' with ninas
[00:26.51]And click-clackin' them llamas (Llamas)
[00:28.04]To walkin' out of Neiman's, mix-matchin' designer (Uh)
[00:31.17]I whip crack, I brought a brick back to my mama's (Yeah)
[00:34.39]On a crash course,
[00:35.38]I wore a chin strap in the Honda (Skrrt)
[00:37.44]Push your shit back, got a big MAC,
[00:39.23]I'ma be honest (Brrr)
[00:40.71]I go hard in the paint, big facts,
[00:42.48]I'ma be honest (Be honest)
[00:43.86]Like my chips stacked,
[00:44.91]Gettin' big racks, I'm seein' commas
[00:46.66]We on islands, I bring a bitch back,
[00:48.53]Might be Rihanna (Ah, hahahaha)
[00:50.03]I'm really with that,
[00:50.98]My clique packed full of Piranhas (Yeah)
[00:53.23]My dick clap, you'd get flipped back into the August
[00:56.27](Doot doot doot doot)
[00:57.21]Left with money and shit like this pack was consignment
[00:59.31]I tripled up my flip from pimp-slappin' the product (Look)
[01:02.61]Used to flush the toilet with water in the bucket
[01:05.61]Now my neck lookin' like some frozen water
[01:07.80]In the bucket (You see me, nigga)
[01:09.20]Your bitch on a plane
[01:10.08]With a forty-pound order in her luggage
[01:12.21]Machine, the illest to ever record it,
[01:14.31]Mother****er (Machine, nigga)
[01:15.43]Don't get extorted, mother****er,
[01:16.56]Diamonds flawless, mother****er (The Butcher comin')
[01:18.18]Diamond chains attract niggas,
[01:19.73]That's why I bought this mother****er
[01:21.18]Continental Sport,
[01:22.15]I can barely park the mother****er (Hahaha)
[01:24.34]I got a app on my phone,
[01:25.81]That's how I start the mother****er (Uh)
[01:27.43]Gun on my hip, got aim like an archer, mother****er (Brrr)
[01:30.68]I be swingin' through New York like Peter Parker,
[01:33.17]Mother****er (Yeah, bitch)
[01:34.06]A lot of niggas rap,
[01:36.03]But they don't come as thorough (Uh huh)
[01:37.67]We the hardest mother****ers out
[01:38.95]And we ain't from a borough (Yo, East Side)
[01:40.84]I'm from the town where they carry .30s
[01:42.93]And marry birdies,
[01:44.11]And all the young mother****ers gettin' buried early
[01:46.81]I went to war, held that cannon firmly
[01:49.31]I got that tight wrist and a white mother****er
[01:51.67]You only compare to Fergie
[01:53.09]She half Dominican, her hair was curly (Ha)
[01:55.72]And she very curvy, my number retired,
[01:58.08]You can't wear my jersey (Hahahaha)
[01:59.55]And that blicky that I carry dirty
[02:01.39]Free Ab, free Mula,
[02:03.48]My Philly mother****ers is very sturdy (Free the akhs)
[02:05.71]And the mother****ers see me dressin' flyer
[02:07.83]I got a check, so I can get what I desire,
[02:10.53]I be the pressure applier (Ha)
[02:12.33]Border patrol, checkin' all the tires
[02:14.62]Sold bricks and bust your gun (Ha),
[02:16.28]Then I was definitely inspired, look
[02:18.17]Most of my mother****ers gettin' rich (Gettin' rich)
[02:20.37]The rest of my mother****ers, they'll smoke you (Brrr)
[02:23.80]My lil' homie put me on the lick (On the lick)
[02:26.92]Got a flip phone,
[02:28.00]Then I made **** moves (Ha, what you need?)
[02:30.50]One time for my mother****ers totin' sticks (Totin' sticks, ah)
[02:33.56]You won't know it's lit 'til we approach you
[02:35.97](What's poppin', uh?)
[02:36.90]Circle 'round your block to do a hit (Do a hit)
[02:39.16]Four hammers deep, ridin' in the old school (Let's go)
[02:43.09]Brrr
[02:44.03]Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
[02:46.36]Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
[02:48.39]Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
[02:49.79]It's the ****in' king of New York, mother****er
[02:52.86](****in' king of New York, mother****er)
[02:54.47]I don't even gotta rap, ah, **** y'all mother****ers
[02:59.49]I'm gettin' too much money, I'm Hollywood now, mother****er
[03:05.44](Give a **** about none of y'all mother****ers)
[03:07.17]La la la la la la, Flygod, mother****er
[03:10.79]I don't even know what the **** water taste like anymore,
[03:12.49]It's all champagne (Ah)
[03:13.83]Shout out to Sarah (Ah), la, y'all mother****ers bitch
[03:20.91]You ever ate Ruth's Chris and House in the same day, mother****er?
[03:24.17]La la la la la la
[03:33.37]I got the Lamborghini two-door and four-door, mother****er (Skrrt)
[03:37.42]La, praise both
[03:41.33]Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
[03:46.52]I'm tellin' y'all mother****ers this
[03:47.51]For the next two, three, four, five, six,
[03:49.28]Seven, eight, mother****er, thirteen years, mother****er (Ah)
[03:53.47]2050, mother****er, y'all mother****ers still can't **** with me
[03:58.08](Can't **** with me, mother****er)
[04:00.36]This shit forever, mother****er (The Almighty)
[04:05.54]Rest in peace Machine Gun Black (SE Gang)
[04:09.95]Ayy, look, most of my mother****ers gettin' rich (Gettin' rich)
[04:13.76]The rest of my mother****ers, they'll smoke you (Brrr)
[04:16.90]My lil' homie put me on the lick (On the lick)
[04:20.01]Got a flip phone,
[04:21.10]Then I made **** moves (Ha, what you need?)
[04:23.52]One time for my mother****ers totin' sticks (Totin' sticks, ah)
[04:26.60]You won't know it's lit 'til we approach you
[04:28.91](What's poppin', uh?)
[04:29.95]Circle 'round your block to do a hit (Do a hit)
[04:32.43]Four hammers deep,
[04:33.62]Ridin' in the old school (Let's go, la la la la la la, la)

文本歌词

Griselda
Yeah, bitch
By Fashion Rebels
We take the blicks when we go to Quad, bitch
You seen what happened to Pac, right?
We ain't ****in' with these niggas, bitch
Yeah
Two bodies on the broken 40 (Uh huh), tuh
Your favorite rappers is broke and 40 (Ah)
Ain't gotta lift a ****in' finger,
Tony smokin' for me (Get 'em, Tone)
Not only got the illest bars,
We got the sexiest stories (We got the stories, yeah, look)
I went from playin' with ninas
And click-clackin' them llamas (Llamas)
To walkin' out of Neiman's, mix-matchin' designer (Uh)
I whip crack, I brought a brick back to my mama's (Yeah)
On a crash course,
I wore a chin strap in the Honda (Skrrt)
Push your shit back, got a big MAC,
I'ma be honest (Brrr)
I go hard in the paint, big facts,
I'ma be honest (Be honest)
Like my chips stacked,
Gettin' big racks, I'm seein' commas
We on islands, I bring a bitch back,
Might be Rihanna (Ah, hahahaha)
I'm really with that,
My clique packed full of Piranhas (Yeah)
My dick clap, you'd get flipped back into the August
(Doot doot doot doot)
Left with money and shit like this pack was consignment
I tripled up my flip from pimp-slappin' the product (Look)
Used to flush the toilet with water in the bucket
Now my neck lookin' like some frozen water
In the bucket (You see me, nigga)
Your bitch on a plane
With a forty-pound order in her luggage
Machine, the illest to ever record it,
Mother****er (Machine, nigga)
Don't get extorted, mother****er,
Diamonds flawless, mother****er (The Butcher comin')
Diamond chains attract niggas,
That's why I bought this mother****er
Continental Sport,
I can barely park the mother****er (Hahaha)
I got a app on my phone,
That's how I start the mother****er (Uh)
Gun on my hip, got aim like an archer, mother****er (Brrr)
I be swingin' through New York like Peter Parker,
Mother****er (Yeah, bitch)
A lot of niggas rap,
But they don't come as thorough (Uh huh)
We the hardest mother****ers out
And we ain't from a borough (Yo, East Side)
I'm from the town where they carry .30s
And marry birdies,
And all the young mother****ers gettin' buried early
I went to war, held that cannon firmly
I got that tight wrist and a white mother****er
You only compare to Fergie
She half Dominican, her hair was curly (Ha)
And she very curvy, my number retired,
You can't wear my jersey (Hahahaha)
And that blicky that I carry dirty
Free Ab, free Mula,
My Philly mother****ers is very sturdy (Free the akhs)
And the mother****ers see me dressin' flyer
I got a check, so I can get what I desire,
I be the pressure applier (Ha)
Border patrol, checkin' all the tires
Sold bricks and bust your gun (Ha),
Then I was definitely inspired, look
Most of my mother****ers gettin' rich (Gettin' rich)
The rest of my mother****ers, they'll smoke you (Brrr)
My lil' homie put me on the lick (On the lick)
Got a flip phone,
Then I made **** moves (Ha, what you need?)
One time for my mother****ers totin' sticks (Totin' sticks, ah)
You won't know it's lit 'til we approach you
(What's poppin', uh?)
Circle 'round your block to do a hit (Do a hit)
Four hammers deep, ridin' in the old school (Let's go)
Brrr
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
It's the ****in' king of New York, mother****er
(****in' king of New York, mother****er)
I don't even gotta rap, ah, **** y'all mother****ers
I'm gettin' too much money, I'm Hollywood now, mother****er
(Give a **** about none of y'all mother****ers)
La la la la la la, Flygod, mother****er
I don't even know what the **** water taste like anymore,
It's all champagne (Ah)
Shout out to Sarah (Ah), la, y'all mother****ers bitch
You ever ate Ruth's Chris and House in the same day, mother****er?
La la la la la la
I got the Lamborghini two-door and four-door, mother****er (Skrrt)
La, praise both
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
I'm tellin' y'all mother****ers this
For the next two, three, four, five, six,
Seven, eight, mother****er, thirteen years, mother****er (Ah)
2050, mother****er, y'all mother****ers still can't **** with me
(Can't **** with me, mother****er)
This shit forever, mother****er (The Almighty)
Rest in peace Machine Gun Black (SE Gang)
Ayy, look, most of my mother****ers gettin' rich (Gettin' rich)
The rest of my mother****ers, they'll smoke you (Brrr)
My lil' homie put me on the lick (On the lick)
Got a flip phone,
Then I made **** moves (Ha, what you need?)
One time for my mother****ers totin' sticks (Totin' sticks, ah)
You won't know it's lit 'til we approach you
(What's poppin', uh?)
Circle 'round your block to do a hit (Do a hit)
Four hammers deep,
Ridin' in the old school (Let's go, la la la la la la, la)