HARDWARE FAILURE

[Verse 1: Trechor Boy]
Yung Trech comin' in hot wit da full clique
All you other fake rappers better run quick
Man, fuck weed I'm gassed up from pro-pain
You quit like 4 years ago, I'm up next mane
I'm aimin' steady out the window of the Chevy
I got jonesy in da back while he sharpens up his machete
Eta about 20 till we arrive wit da money
And throw your body in a ditch as we tag team your bitch
Hardware fails, but hard work doesn't
You probably slave away at work just like your cousin
I fuck the pussy then dip out just like I never knew 'em
I just look up the facts but Jonesy spits it
Give it to 'em!

[Verse 2: spacewalkjones]
Ayy, black on black on black I did not show up to be seen
In the corner peel your eyes I might siphon your gasoline
Plated brass instead of diamonds chronic migraines but I'm shining
I could make your boyfriend jealous from the comfort of my seat
Out doing donuts inside the Toyota
I'm stinging the back of her throat like I'm soda
I got a chain and a blade and my waist
And she think I'm on coke but I'm not so I'm cola
Tug on her choker she want me inside her
She know I'm a gentleman gotta oblige her
I got this calendar up from the Mayans
When I'm suicidal it keep me inspired, ayy
Trechor up on the production
And bitch I'm up next it ain't up for discussion
Fuck with my family again
And you gonna find out if I'm really just bluffing, ayy
978 motherfucker the terrible weather just gimmie my power
I'ma stay up 'cause it never makes sense in the morning
I'm high as a bitch and I'm out