Raw!

Lyrics

[Intro: Conway the Machine] Uh [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] I'm raw, bitch, I'm dope off the spoon Richest nigga, when I walk in rooms Rich as fuck but I'm always goon This and others, they go come and pick you niggas up You niggas falling soon Bitch floating, she off the shrooms I'm 'bout to leave orbit soon So high, I can walk across the moon, shit (Right, hm) Rich as fuck from that Pyrex and those faucet moves Wrist game with that fork and spoon Wrist came with them flawless jewels Stick came with assortments too My nickname is Enforcer too, hm Niggas ain't got the fortitude Whip game, it's a multitude, bitches came in multiples (Hah) Run big plays, ain't no audibles Niggas came and broke all the rules Big chain, I wore all my jewels (Talk, talk) [Pre-Chorus: Conway the Machine] Rawest nigga in any catеgory She say, "Machine, can you get my BBL Makе this ass fatter for me?" (Hahaha) I'd rather drop a bag Have my young boys leave a nigga splattered for me (Brrt) Me and my black .40, holy matrimony, no match for homey [Chorus: Conway the Machine & Tech N9ne] I'm raw (Blrrt) Bitch (Ah) Bitch, I'm raw Bitch Bitch, I'm raw Bitch Bitch, I'm raw (Rrh, rrh) [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Is Tech gonna be dope? They got optimism Eat the beats, secrete with no botulism He's a beast, compete, that's the opposition Release heat to streets like a cop division Delete weak police on the blocks we live in Stop collisions, we on a "got you" mission Beef hella deep so the chops have risen Like a Patek Philippe, niggas watch from prison Killa City make a N9na keep the milla with me Little niggas wanna kill you quickly Make you feel the blicky, zombie when they drill you stiffly Michael Jackson Thriller video This we know, don't give me the negativity, give me dough Rich we grow, bitch please blow This can really go with the Bone and Biggie flow, bro I get it, Forbes List nigga like five visits Ain't nobody challenging my digits, high with it So I sing and jump around like Tye Tribbett Nobody want to get with the odd nigga 'Til he go bust and get up to a guap getter Not a nigga ever wanna box with us The Machine and the Mechagodzilla I'm raw [Chorus: Conway the Machine & Big Daddy Kane] I'm raw ("I get raw", "R-A-W") Bitch ("R-A") Ah, bitch, I'm raw ("R-A-W, I get raw") Bitch ("I get raw") Bitch, I'm raw ("R-A-W, I get raw") Bitch ("R-A") Bitch, I'm raw ("I get raw", "raw", "I get raw", "raw") ("I get raw", "I get raw") [Verse 3: Conway the Machine] Uh, look, yeah, con man, con man Conway, any confrontation is consequences Y'all niggas flow is consistent contradiction (Hah) Gun in the console, conceal when you see Con in trenches Songs with Kanye and the Consequences See how CyHi my confidence is? It's constant controversy when I do do interviews And have conversations I should have really exposed you niggas But I let you live so congratulations Bitch so bad might hit her, no contraceptive She wet like condensation You not just a star, you a constellation You breaking my concentration, shit [Bridge: Conway the Machine] Sticky in my crowns, I roll my glue stick Niggas talking loud, I know won't do shit I'm going crazy, dumb, going stupid Whole crowd losing their minds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Pre-Chorus: Conway the Machine] Look, uh, rawest out any category She say "Machine, kill this shit from the back Make this ass fatter for me" I'll still drop a bag Have my young boys leave a nigga splattered for me Me and my black .40, holy matrimony, no match for homey [Chorus: Conway the Machine & Big Daddy Kane] I'm raw ("I get raw", "R-A-W") Bitch, I'm raw ("R-A") Bitch, I'm raw ("R-A-W", "I get raw") Bitch, I'm raw ("I get raw") Bitch, I'm raw, bitch ("R-A-W", "I get raw") Bitch, I'm raw, bitch ("R-A") Bitch, I'm raw ("I get raw", "raw", "I get raw", "raw") ("I get raw", "I get raw") [Outro: Conway the Machine & Big Daddy Kane] "R-A-W", "R-A", "R-A", "R-A" "R-A-W" "R-A-W", "I get raw" "R-A-W" (Bitch I'm raw) [Two girls, one French and one American] Sorry Conway has no time for real, like, this is going way to fast Pour aucun de vous les gars ! Vraiment il est beaucoup trop loin, ça fly Paris Fashion Week 2024 Lamborghini, casino de Genève, everything Il a pas le temps, he has no time, for both of us Everything you can imagine like no, I don't know