Alpaca

Yeah, uh
Fuck is wrong wit' you, nigga?
It's the mothafuckin' Alpaca, nigga
You don't rub? that shit, you blocked that shit, mothafucka
Hahaha, fuck you doin'?

Look, look, I know some niggas that been behind the wall their entire life
Never been to Shanghai, but they was moving China white (Hahahaha!)
Razor in palm, I give a nigga cheek a giant slice
Across his face, just for saying some shit that I ain't like (Cap)
Me and these niggas don't rhyme alike, tryna battle?
Hah, you better off tryna fight Iron Mike
In '89 when he was in his prime, nigga, I ain't like
These other rap niggas, I ain't past 'em, who you tryna slide? (Who you slidin'?)
Diamonds dancing that means they're shining bright
Yikes, might hurt your eyes like you're staring in a shining light (Hah)
I hit the vagina twice, it was kinda tight
I'm getting pussy like Frankie Lymon on a line of white
You think you on my level? Find a knife
And cut the bullshit, nigga
You see the way I brutalize the mic (Hahahaha!)
Right, this for niggas in prison flying kites
Knew how to shoot a gun before they learnt how to ride a bike (Talk to 'em)
Machine

You know what's up, nigga (Uh)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, nigga (You know where I'm at, nigga)
You know you can't fuck with us (It's Griselda, nigga)
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck nigga (hahahaha)
Gelato in my Dutch, nigga (Smokin')
Henny XO in my cup, nigga (You know what I drink)
Hah, you know what's up, nigga (You already know what the fuck is up, nigga)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, nigga (Hahhh)

Let them niggas tell it, them niggas is working
When I see them niggas in person them niggas is hurting (Let's go, man)
I'm drinking Henny XO getting twisted with Birkin (Uh)
Got the chopper in the window barrel stick through the curtains (Grrah!)
Got the dope in a Tide box, no it isn't detergent
Always use the same chef 'cause he be whipping it perfect (Whip up)
You think he a real nigga, but he really a serpent
Two to the back of the head, leave him finished for certain (Boo boom!)
My nigga got fifteen, he was hustling 'ron
I gave these niggas a lane, word to my brother Saddam
These niggas do big things when they fucking with Con
Like James Jones got six rings fucking with 'Bron (Hahhh!)
I put out classics, don't like rappers, I don't dap 'em (Uh)
I'll tax 'em, for a feature, to out-rap 'em (Uh)
On each song, he speak wrong, then I'll slap him (Uh)
Fazon like Frank Lucas with blood on his Alpaca, motherfucker (Wooo)

You know what's up, nigga
You know where to find me at, pull-up, nigga (You know where I'm at, nigga)
Uh, you know you can't fuck with us (You know you can't fuck with this Griselda shit, nigga)
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck nigga (She know you a bum, nigga)
Gelato in my Dutch, nigga (She told us!)
Henny XO in my cup, nigga (We drinkin' good, nigga!)
You know what's up, nigga (Haha, you already know, nigga)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, nigga (Uh)

Yeah, nigga, hahaha
I told y'all niggas I'm a rare form
Hahaha, I'm fuckin' up, yo, nigga
Yo, I'm dancin' right now, nigga
You now I mean?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, hahahahaha!
I feel good, nigga, you niggas can't fuck with the Machine, nigga!
Straight like that, nigga, line them niggas up, who want it?
Point them out, where they at?
Hehehe, I don't see no competition, nigga
Gone