Released: April 14, 2016

Songwriter: Conway the Machine

Producer: Mac Miller

[Verse]
Look, look
Scrapin' that side of the pot up
Rose gold Dweller put your watch up
I got hit in my top when I got shot up
But I know niggas hit in the leg and never got up (fo'real)
Griselda bitch
We just want the money, fuck the fame
When rap niggas see us and they tuck they chains (hahaha)
It's Conway, you know the fuckin' name
You said it was your year last year, and still nothin' changed
No nigga jot like this
I got legends scratchin' they head
Gotta rearrange they top 5 list, ya heard
My lil' shooter on percocets
I'm only 99 percent, I ain't perfect yet
I fuck a bitch as niggas wish
And I ain't buy a bitch a Birkin yet
Pussy so wet, I could surf in that (woo!)
Water ready in the pot, put the work in that
Watch how (?) up on the surface when I'm workin' that (ha!)
50 shot fold up, I can work with that
Have you in fuckin' ICU where the surgeon at, haha
I heard the track then I murdered that
That's why they know my name where they speak German at
I'm from the hood servin' crack, I emerged from that
I was out lurkin' with a MAC, then I merged with Mac
Burnin' wax in the back of the Maybach with the curtain back
Machine bitch, this is murder rap

Conway the Machine

Demond Price (born February 16, 1982), better known by his stage name Conway the Machine, is an American MC hailing from Buffalo, New York.

He is the half-brother (same father) and frequent collaborator of Westside Gunn, with whom he forms Hall & Nash, and part of record label Griselda Records, alongside Gunn and their cousin BENNY THE BUTCHER.

Conway’s distinctive slurred voice results from complications from multiple gunshot wounds to his head and neck, suffered in 2012. The shooting left half of his face paralyzed with Bell’s Palsy, leading Conway to spit bars from the side of his mouth.