Machine Gun

[Hook] Here they come of a pound of Bud Swisher sweet, Hennessy, it sounds absurd Knock niggas' noodles, i'm about to curve Hold the Mack 10 and watch me pound their nervers If niggas go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly If niggas go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly If niggas go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly If niggas go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly [Verse One: Spice 1] Fillin up out of the funk with a black and a black, two foes on lack Never let a bitch fall off, my nigga better keep your ho on strap Man I thought it was Halloween, it was so many tricks here treatin So many candy ass niggas out here trickin off every weekend And niggas be holdin them heats but shittin themselves before it get real I be makin them out of believers when i put the brain on the steel Niggas vanishing for real, dissapearing in the wind Evaporating motherfuckers with .45 for fucking up (my in?) Chimpanzee ass niggas tryn to fuck with a King Kong Bannana clip will spill out and fill it in your ding dong International, wear my bulletproof vest like it's a fashion show Iceberg Slim, cold as a motherfuckin Alaskan tho 50-1-50, I can even show you the papers Kill a nigga, have a real ghost ridin the scraper 50-1-50, I can even show you the papers Kill a nigga, have a real ghost ridin the scraper [Hook] [Verse Two: Twisted Insane] Knock em with the .45, hit them with R You can Niggas run up and get fucked up But you can do all you can Try to do to save your friend But he gon die in the end When i'm off that juice and gin ? just begin Could'a been that swisher sweet that's still with the weed, no oxygen And heard that motherfucka go up on the road ? them blocks again Trick it up ?? And hoverin over motherfuckers like I was Chris Angel off a fifth of hen Excuse but is it a bit too much to eat niggas up like a double stuff Hover your cookies and please don't push me, I jump on niggas like double dutch Niggas can wolf about such and such, I am for the nuts and Shoot For The Face I'm ??? and I run up niggas up if you chosin to race Hit them with venom and You claimin you tough but you sweater than cinnamon I'm off of that gin again And I'll iron your face if you wrinkle my ? I'm a nigga that's sicker than Motherfuckers that think they're wicker than psycho And murded anybody in the middle of the night when I'm lookin on niggas like Michael [Hook]