Nine on My Lap (feat. Conway the Machine)

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I'm in the latest vette, pay respects, uh

This one for whippers that really make it stretch

I ain't too far from the curb, I still play the steps

Fuck a vest I snuck up on yo ass and razor ya neck

I'm coming through just waving my scat

Like I'm obsessed I ain't stopping 'til I put me a hole in ya chest

Cancel you out as if you were a threat

Or a bitch that keep callin' me and I'm just ignoring the text uhn

I'm in this bitch so let's pop some Moëts

Something told me to bring my glizzy I think it's a test

I usually got the tech when I pull up to

One wrong move that could get you left

**** say less

You better play cool when I'm around 'cause I stay strapped

**** really move and play ball with the big dogs

Gotta think of something else to call it this ain't rap

My **** facts yo

It's demons on my back

That's why I keep a nina on my lap uh yo

That's why I keep this nina on my lap

**** that's why I keep this nina on my lap

Yea, I got this nina on my lap ****

The body dropped and he ain't hear a shot

I crept through that shortcut, I air his top

Three racks for my kicks, two hundred dollar pair of socks

I'm the new king, I'm D'Aaron Fox

Shot him on Davis found his body somewhere on fox

My life is a movie it can air on Fox (my life is a movie)

Double Rs on the truck, you gotta clear the lot (got outa my way yo)

I jump out blaring Pac and I ain't wear my watch

The bitches still stare and watch

Two 40s that's a pair of Glocks nine (okay)

Two traps, two stoves that's a pair of pots

Twelve fifty for my jeans, a few pair I cop

Camino tell me where to stop (tell me where to stop)

See me on Genesee I stare and drive

I just say the word, a little **** come clear the block

Hollow tips hit him and tear his top

Rockin' this off white Louie all the bitches wanna know where I shop

A long way from dope, weed baggin

I'm OG status

You know me, I'm Kobe status

I don't be passive, with ****

Nah, I'm gon' be at 'em

My album 'bout to drop

You know that shit is gon' be massive

It's gon be classic

MOB you know we blastin'

We don't be mackin'

Its gon' be static

We slide through, it's gon' be tragic

It's showtime, you gon' see magic

Funeral homes boy, it's gonna be caskets

Fifty shot sticky you know we has it