Online Lyrics – Chase Fetti & Conway the Machine
Singer: Chase Fetti & Conway the Machine
Title: Online
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives
You used to deal, girl, now you won’t employ
My fiends jump from joy, my smack hittin’, like a punch from roy
Jones, should i keep the chrome? ain’t have another choice
I’m a bad guy, a rabbi, how i be touchin’, boy
I was cuttin’ that boy with m30’s, that switch
My stick burn him, mac with a clip, curvin’
In fact, you’ll get buried, like tryna stick curry
Grab the grip, every time i leave the bridge, my b#tch worried, uh
Look, i tell her i’m straight, six-thirty
n#gg#s oscar the grouch, i was movin’ them big birdies
That paper, i make it rain, i promise you’ll get flurries
Like, damn, where the f#ck did you park? b#tch, hurry
My chips sturdy and they all down
I came from the block like karl towns, this nas, but the law’s found
This pot in this fork wild, i beat it, like raw browns
Good stamps, had ’em on the lines, like the call dial
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives (look)
I don’t know why n#gg#s feel they can stop me (huh?)
I gave n#gg#s the blueprint, you n#gg#s should watch me
Hit in my top and that still didn’t drop me (nah)
Two in the mornin’, got the stick in the bourbon, out her, benny, hibachi (hahaha)
Vintage versace, this hennessy got me (woo)
I’ll be still in your top three, for infinity, probably, watch me (talk to ’em)
Been a menace, since i’ve been feelin’ this cocky (uh-huh)
Switch on the glock and her wrist is all rocky (boom, boom, boom)
n#gg#, and the neck chunky (huh)
Not from the rap checks that i collect monthly (ha)
Them n#gg#s don’t get an ounce of respect from me (not at all)
You rap n#gg#s to me is just lunch money (hahaha)
Food, n#gg# (food), my jewels bigger
No si’s, this flawless, boss, our jewels different (bling)
My b#tch jump out her benz, chanel bag, louis slippers (bag)
It’s nothin’ to push the button and get you removed, n#gg#, machine (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives
I aim good, i had the j’s on lock
I was front to work, if they paid on top
Up scrapin’ chains and hit his vein with this nog
Gettin’ paid by design, leave the days of our lives
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