(Popular Stranger) Lo Island (AraabMuzik) Yeah These niggas be chattin', well, let's get active, skippin' practice and still callin' game Nigga, I'm brawn, these niggas Bronny James From trappin' in the hallway to the Hall of Fame Bulletproof the caddy, untucked all the chains 'Cause I got more to lose and they got all to gain (Haha) Niggas be active's but can't get a scene If I send 'em word, my shooters let it ring like telephones and wedding bling (Bah bah) From servin' dope fiends they medicine To tourin' out in Medellín, Pops said that they gon' let us in Yeah, park in any hoods, they feelin' buffy (Yeah) I make sure to make my haters' bitches love me (That's right) The view appears lovely All I'm shake on the work, then do my Dougie She be boxin' on this dick until it's gummy Got Bodie on my feet, yeah, Brodie in these streets I'm who they really fear No co-signs, a nigga really here It's only us, don't really do the pairs Might tough? so deep that you need scuba gear It's lame they can't maneuver here They say I think that I'm the shit, manure, yeah 'Cause I got cows upon my land, cattle taxes how I'm movin', yeah Y'all wanna live my lifestyle (You can't live it) Never seen a brick, never seen a stash house (Broke ass niggas, I don't wanna hear none of y'all trap stories talkin' about eights and dimes, I wish I would come outside for 40 dollars, nigga, a hunned pounds or better) Y'all wanna live my lifestyle (I'm boxin' better) (Brrr, brrrrr) Never seen a brick, never seen a stash house (Yeah) Look, they say "Machine, you the God", my niggas shoot and rob (Huh) Coupe in garage, every other night, a new menage (Cap) I ain't really gotta prove I'm hard If you get far I put a bird on your neck like I'm DukedaGod (Hahaha!) Two to the back of the head, that's the coup de grâce (Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah) Few guitars?, hit the baby car seat when we shoot the car (Brr) From May Street, became a superstar (Uh) My bitch said "those some beautiful scars, I can tell that you've been through it all" (Hahahaha) Before rap we had raw to move, Tesla truck on auto-cruise We'd spin the block on all you goons (Boom boom boom!) Yeah, home invasions, we breakin' all the rules (Uh-huh) They find brain fragment particles in your daughter room (Talk to 'em!) These young niggas makin' a fortune off of doggy food (Uh-huh) You just gotta have the fortitude (Woo) Yeah, my neck full of water jewels, hit the jeweler and bought a pool (Cap) Stare too long, break your orbital Machine, bitch (Nigga) Lo Island Long Island to Buffalo 516 to 716 Yeah Y'all wanna live my lifestyle (They can't) Never seen a brick, never seen a stash house (Hm, bum ass nigga, heh, niggas can't fuck with me, knock it the fuck off) Y'all wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a stash house (Never seen a-yeah) Popular Stranger, DrumWork shit, grrrr