piano love

[Intro]
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Bought my bitch the Chanel jacket with the big Chanel bag
Sneak the hammer in the club, the realest bitch I ever had (Ah )
My plug like Lulu, give me whatever I ask
Bucket low like Ace Boogie, I re-up two hundred cash (Hah)
Richest nigga in my city, got my neck on Rick the Ruler ( Yeah)
Press box at all the games, sittin next to the Pegulas (Talk your shit, king)
Came up with them brick sellers, and them hundred pound movers (Ah)
I just made another play and bought a FN for my shooters, nigga, yeah

[Verse 1]
Hood niggas still eat the ramen noodles (Hah)
That load cost an extra five if I got it to you ( Cash)
We the mob, you violate that, I gotta shoot you
Send some rockets through you, hollow tips poppin to you (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Griselda keep winnin, you dont know how to stop it, do you? (Ha)
In the end, Im gon be on top as usual (Ima be on top, nigga)
I been keepin it rockin since niggas was rockin FUBU
I dont care what city you from, you solid, Ill salute you (I salute, homes)
Whip until my wrist bone hurtin
Newspapers on them windows, no curtains, fiends knockin, soul searchin (Woo)
Water turned off in that trap, **** it, the stove workin (Hah)
Pour Poland Springs in that pot, cook up the Os perfect (Talk to em)
Jackboy sniffin my fifty until his nose hurtin (Sniff)
Comin through the back blocks, ridin round with the po lurkin (Cap)
My young boy quit drinkin lean, he goin cold turkey (Yeah)
Sticks and stones dont break my bones, and bullets dont hurt me

[Chorus]
Bought my bitch the Chanel jacket with the big Chanel bag (She got the big bag, nigga)
Sneak the hammer in the club, the realest bitch I ever had (I love you, baby, hah)
My plug like Lulu, give me whatever I ask (I get whatever)
Bucket low like Ace Boogie, I re-up two hundred cash (Money)
Richest nigga in the city, got my neck on, Rick the Ruler (You see my neck, right? Hahahaha)
Press box at all the games, sittin next to the Pegulas (Yeah, uh)
Came up with them brick sellers, and them hundred pound movers (Yeah)
I just made another play and bought a FN for my shooters, nigga, yeah (Hahaha, look, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Throw some bake in the pot with some ice, the dope I cook lockin (Whip up)
Sneaker box with bands in the bag, youd think I left Foot Locker (Hahahaha)
Young nigga behind your garage, holdin a full chopper
Dropped out of school, decided he just gon push product
Lo Pro copped out the five, damn, I feel for him (Pssh)
My nigga came from J in the feds, tryna appeal forty (Free the real)
Bitch love the Machine so much, that hod steal for me (Hahahaha)
Say its go time and my hitters ready to drill for me (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas gettin smoked in broad day and its a shame
Dont matter if you was in front of the precinct, you gettin stained
Aint no respect in my hood unless you put in some pain (Hah)
Keep sleepin on my city and thinkin this shit a game (Think this shit a game)
We dont play fair, drive-bys right in front of the daycare (Ah)
We spray hairpin triggers, that FN on the waist here (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Yeah, garbage bags wrapped around the Ks here
Told you its spooky, my nigga, its Camp Crystal Lake here, Eastside (Brr)

[Chorus]
Bought my bitch the Chanel jacket with the big Chanel bag
Sneak the hammer in the club, the realest bitch I ever had (She sneak the hammer in)
My plug like Lulu, give me whatever I ask (Lulu)
Bucket low like Ace Boogie, I re-up two hundred cash (Ha)
Richest nigga in the city, got my neck on Rick the Ruler (Richest nigga in the city, bitch)
Press box at all the games, sittin next to the Pegulas (Hah)
Came up with them brick sellers, and them hundred pound movers (Yeah)
I just made another play and bought a FN for my shooters, nigga (Brr)
Machine, bitch (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Outro]
You know what the **** is up, nigga
Machine, bitch
Alchemist, nigga
Spooky, nigga
Way spooky, yeah
Im finna slap the black off one of you niggas, man
Haha, keep playin with me, nigga
Ill smack the black off your ****in gums, boy
Machine