Conway - Fendi Seats lyrics

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Conway - Fendi Seats lyrics

[Production by Big Ghost LTD.] [Verse 1: Conway] Machine, b**h / I k** movements I will snap / Promise you, scrap, I will lose it Strapped with this big a** MAC, I will use it Pop him, then Pop him again / He still movin' n***as got all these fantasies about coke sales Ok, my n***a, whatever make ya boat sail But me, I don't speak about the sh** I don't sell I'm a SE G, I don't ride coattails All it take is a phone call made Four goons, four K's / Get ya porch sprayed I'm just tryna see my name on a Forbes page My new sh** sound like something The Lord made A f** n***a can't shake my hand And it's f** any n***a if he snaked my man You dickride when you see me, you straight my fan I will slap you like a b**h till I break my hand, my n***a Mad rezzy on my digi Squares with the stamp in the middle / They smellin' pissy n***a in the hood talkin' all crazy / I'm like "Who is he?" Gave my youngin' the 30 shot, told him to get busy Can't touch me or my slime, hands-off policy n***as gon' riot in the city if a n***a body me So think before you n***as throw a shot at me No respect / Goons outside the church where yo momma be It gotta be like that / I know a n***a, let his pipe clap They gave him 25 to life He appealed it and gave them crackers that life back 18 in and 7 left, then he back just like he never left 50 pull ups on the bar, now he's on his 11th set... [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 k**as / 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 right 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 Tapes" screachin' I hopped the fence, jumped in the GL Benz, Cartiers, no lens My n***a started reachin' Make sure you hit every mothaf**a in site Throw them sh**s in Lake Erie tonight He said "Chill god, aight"