Machinery Lyrics

Maneuver through the trenches lil boy that ain't no thing to me

And my main bitch bad as fuck and she a fiend for me

Backstage at my show

Get the blunt out roll my weed for me

Little black Fendi dress on she damn near teasing me

Where I go I keep some demons with me

Told you I'm an engineer

Boy I got machinery

Iceman like the Terminator

I'm deleting him

Big ass drum be printing bullets out them shits Swiss cheesing him

Don't be scared lil baby swear I'm honorable

She the baddest in the room ain't making honor roll

All these other hoes playing with their nose

Ducking all the groupies that's just how it goes

Baby you ain't gotta worry strike a pose for me

Mama looking like a smoke show right off the George Foreman

Drive me crazy got me out my mind back it up for me

Grab her hips like some handlebars I got something for ya

Shawty can't control herself

She don't fuck with no one else

Sushi out in Nobu shopping for Chanel

Shut down every function yea she know she trill

I got that bling on yea I got them rings on me

Feel like Randy Moss take it to the end zone

Take them panties off yea I like to get hands on

We gon make the bed rock all night long

Spread them racks on the floor and put that SZA on

We gon have some rich sex baby what you on

Yea I'm on one I think that lone was too long

Yea I'm too gone I hate when I get too gone

I just need my cup

She feeling my adrenaline when I been off the mud

Ima double up

Shawty got me stuck

Anytime she drop it down I'm quick to pick it up

My bitch just way too sexy that's on god

Champagne in the leer

We can hit the tropics I don't care the time of year

Van cleef on your necklace dripping like a chandelier

Icy like a blizzard she know she the baddest thing in here