Anybody

Lyrics

[Intro: Conway the Machine] Yeah, nigga Reject, nigga Machine, bitch Daringer, you already know We do what we do what we do, nigga Griselda, by Fashion Rebels Look, look [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] Reject shit, it's the Machine, bitch! Pull up on you, fifty shot magazine rip (Brrt) Niggas be talkin', but I don't feel threatened Where's your weapon? You can't fit a gun in them fuckin' leggings, nigga (Hahahaha) They figured I'd be down and out They talkin' 'bout money but couldn't pull a thousand out Nigga tellin', they let the coward out, I found it out I had him smokin', he wasn't even an hour out (Uh) Lit the Swisher then put the sour out Then go in the booth, black it like a power out (Uh) Reject, they waitin' for me to finish it (Cap) Balmain denim drawers is limited (Uh) This for them niggas with twenty year sentences Young niggas jumpin' out the van with extended shit (Lock and load) Look, Daringer, what it is? Get a word, I'ma put a bullet in his wig, on everything [Hook: Conway the Machine] Anybody can get it (Word) I got it on me now, homie, you can get it (Lock and load) Ha, you niggas talkin', but I live it (Huh) I pull up on you, you gon' feel it, nigga (Brrt) I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' (Not at all) You fuck around, you gon' come up missin', nigga (Huh) And anybody can get it (I swear to fuckin' God, nigga) Anybody can get it, nigga [Verse 2: Conway the Machine] Damn, you can't run a brick but you still sellin' nicks in the rain You 36 and a lame, they don't mention your name (Hahahaha) I pull up with extendo, the clip and it hang Dump a clip where you hang, you think this shit is a game, my nigga? (Stop playin', nigga) Your mouth gon' get you fuckin' killed (Huh?) You livin' off a reputation that your brother built I got this shit sowed like a fuckin' quilt Hah, steam the broccoli, the Glock in the Versace belt (Woo) S.E. Gang, fuck everybody else Caught him by himself, the chopper made his body melt (Brrt) A fifth of Vodka on the shelf, smokin' Cali, it gotta melt You can tell the sour from how it smelled (Cap) I'm that nigga, that's how I felt As far as rhymin' goes, this shit is like a lion runnin' down an elk (Woo) I'm a giant, you a fuckin' elf (Cap) All I need is this iron, nigga, fuck the help (Haah) Conway [Hook: Conway the Machine] Anybody can get it (Word) I got it on me now, homie you can get it (Lock and load) Ha, you niggas talkin', but I live it (Huh) I pull up on you, you gon' feel it nigga (Brrt) I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' (Not at all) You fuck around, you gon' come up missin', nigga (Huh) And anybody can get it (I swear to fuckin' God, nigga) Anybody can get it, nigga [Verse 3: Conway the Machine] These niggas ain't the Machine I come through and paint the scene, red HK with the laser beam (Cap) Thirty shots wake your baby, make your lady scream Ha, you fuck niggas rockin' Old Navy jeans (Haah) Ha, it's 'bout to be a long night (Cap) Put the wax in the bong, hit it twice Stay in your lane if you wanna live a long life The bitches get long pipe, all night (Hahahaha) The 911 Porsche white Still go to Onyx, throw up twenty like LeBron on an off night (Huh) You at your momma house, they 'bout to cut off lights (Huh) But every other verse, you rappin' like you off white (You ain't add nothin') You do it like me, movie time, I'm Spike Lee Bad white bitch like Ice-T (Huh) Bag the rock and 501's in a white tee (Cap) But I paid seven-fifty for the Nike, hehe (Woo) [Hook: Conway the Machine] Anybody can get it (Word) I got it on me now, homie you can get it (Lock and load) Ha, you niggas talkin', but I live it (Huh) I pull up on you, you gon' feel it, nigga (Brrt) I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' (Not at all) You fuck around, you gon' come up missin', nigga (Huh) And anybody can get it (I swear to fuckin' God, nigga) Anybody can get it, nigga [Outro] Griselda And that goes for any one of you fuck niggas, man You're not, ayo, I'ma keep it 100, man I'm so tired of you bitch ass niggas keep talkin' And runnin' your mouth like fuckin' dicksuckers, nigga Can't ain't none of you niggas fuck with me, man Haha, I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you niggas, man Man, y'all niggas need a bundle You can get a bundle, nigga, get in the hood, nigga [Skit] Alright? Alright? Damn Now we just gon' find these little marks and smoke 'em Shit ain't that hard As long as it ain't no crowd Look, I'm not killin' no kids or no old folks aight? Ay man, who the fuck gon' be old out there at twelve at night, man? Shit, nigga, I'll smoke anybody, nigga, I just don't give a fuck I'm gon' hit this shit, nigga