[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Fuck is wrong wit' you, n***a? It's the mothafuckin' Alpaca, n***a, you don't rub? that shit, you blocked that shit, mothafucka, hahaha, fuck you doin'?
Uh, woo, Machine

[Verse 1]
Look, look, I know some n***as 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 n***a cheek a giant slice
Across his face, just for saying some shit that I ain't like (Cap)
Me and these n***as don't rhyme alike, tryna battle?
Hah, you better off tryna fight Iron Mike
In '89 when he was in his prime, n***a, I ain't like
These other rap n***as, I ain't past 'em, who you tryna slide? (Who you sldiin'?)
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, n***a
You see the way I brutalize the mic (Hahahaha!)
Right, this for n***as in prison flying kites
Knew how to shoot a gun before they learnt how to ride a bike (Talk to 'em)
Machine

[Hook]
You know what's up, n***a (Uh)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, n***a (You know where I'm at, n***a)
You know you can't fuck with us (It's Griselda, n***a)
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck n***a (hahahaha)
Gelato in my Dutch, n***a (Smokin')
Henny XO in my cup, n***a (You know what I drink)
Hah, you know what's up, n***a (You already know what the fuck is up, n***a)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, n***a (Hahhh)
[Verse 2]
Griselda
Let them n***as tell it, them n***as is working
When I see them n***as in person them n***as 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 n***a, but he really a serpent
Two to the back of the head, leave him finished for certain (Boo boom!)
My n***a got fifteen, he was hustling 'ron
I gave these n***as a lane, word to my brother Saddam
These n***as 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)

[Hook]
You know what's up, n***a
You know where to find me at, pull-up, n***a (You know where I'm at, n***a)
Uh, you know you can't fuck with us (You know you can't fuck with this Griselda shit, n***a)
Even your baby mama know you just a fuck n***a (She know you a bum, n***a)
Gelato in my Dutch, n***a (She told us!)
Henny XO in my cup, n***a (We drinkin' good, n***a!)
You know what's up, n***a (Haha, you already know, n***a)
You know where to find me at, pull-up, n***a (Uh)
[Outro]
Yeah, n***a, hahaha
I told y'all n***as I'm a Rare Form
Hahaha, I'm fuckin' up, yo, n***a, yo, I'm dancin' right now, n***a, know I mean?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, hahahahaha!
I feel GOOD, n***a, you n***as can't fuck with the Machine, n***a!
Straight like that, n***a, line them n***as up, who want it?
Point them out, where they at?
Hehehe, I don't see no competition, n***a
Gone