Here are the official lyrics to The Machinist by Larry June.
You see how we fuckin' with it
Don't hit me on no motherfuckin' manny shit, all that
Weak-ass chimney shit
Nigga, let's get some motherfuckin' money, nigga (idea comin' for the 808)
Yeah, yeah
The Machinist, nigga
Uh, good job
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Green Pontiac hit the corner, I was mobbin' (mobbin')
Whole lotta dank, nigga, whole lotta choppers (whole lotta choppers)
Bitch on my line, lil' snow, I might knock it (knock it)
Certified P, I just glide when I'm walkin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Mac when I'm talkin' (talkin'), strapped and I'm ballin' (ballin')
Bitch, why you talkin'? (Talkin') bitch, I'm the sharpest (sharpest)
Step on the scene, nigga, clean as I can be (clean as I can be)
I tell a young nigga be all that you can be
I came from the block (hold on) to real estate and yachts (hold on)
Chillin' but I'm hot (yeah), switchy on the rock (yeah)
Digi weighin' rocks (uh), three phones clockin' (good job)
F phone clockin' (clockin'), FN stockin' (stockin')
I'm dippin' up the hill (hill), white ghost posted (posted)
See my 'cause Phil might gotta tuck 40 (40)
I'm on it, everything I do be the coldest (coldest)
Everywhere my push be the coldest (know what I'm sayin')
I'm a motherfuckin' G, I get money in my sleep
Give a fuck what niggas talkin', nigga, I need everything
Dope dealin', hoes workin', nigga, that's just what we seen
Hell, yeah, I'm gon' stunt and I ride stupid clean
Big Ds and a chain, I'm a product of the game
I ain't gotta say it twice, she gon' do what I say
Tryna make it to the top, tryna make it out the game
I need money (yeah) whips (yeah), bitch, everything
Bitch, please (please)
Don't hit my phone with the manny, I'll squeeze (squeeze)
If a nigga reach for this chain, I'm just coolin' (coolin')
Street nigga, ho want fame, I be bikin' (bikin')
But even then I still got flame on my waist (waist)
Heard a nigga need 'bout ten, Sally Ann drove (sally Ann drove)
Nigga, we can meet around ten, I'm just parked (parked)
Tan Tahoe with the bag, movin' smart (smart)
Different location with the mag, what a bitch (bitch)
Sucker-ass nigga try to get me (get me), tweakin' (tweakin')
'Bout to bend the corner, drive 50 (50)
But fuck it (fuck it), I'm way too rich (rich) to trip (trip)
And way too legit (yeah) to quit (uh)
Hold on, yeah (hold on)
Grippin' on her neck while I'm strokin' (hold on)
Tucked a hundred thousand, I ain't blowin' (yeah)
Every time I clap (yeah) you is troublin' (troublin')
I don't just rap, street poet (poet)
Everybody know it (know it), nigga
(I, I…) I'm a motherfuckin' G, I get money in my sleep
Give a fuck what niggas talkin', nigga, I need everything
Dope dealin', hoes workin', nigga, that's just what we seen
Hell, yeah, I'm gon' stunt and I ride stupid clean
Big Ds and a chain, I'm a product of the game
I ain't gotta say it twice, she gon' do what I say
Tryna make it to the top, tryna make it out the game
I need money (yeah) whips (yeah) bitch, everything
I need all that shit, nigga
Every motherfuckin' dime of that shit
Yeah, TFN, Numbers
Good job
D-Guy D, what's happenin'?
Uh
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