Action Bronson, Eddie B - Marvelous lyrics

I guess my whole team is marvelous
Street life marvelous, street life novelist
They see me lampin' up in 8 50's
With 3 60’s, blowing like 1 60, selling 50’s

I’m tryna get top dollar
You ain’t fucking with my vision
Young Andy Pettitte when it
Comes down to pitching i’m a rottweiler
That’s the way that I be living
Sic'in opposition
Till I’m in the top position
I’m ready and willing, to load up the weapon
I guess you could call me a soldier
Wavy creatures only
I be bending bitches over sippin grape soda
While I’m puffin on some Oh God
Scars on my chest and they
Wonder why I’m so hard
Praise the lord, my spit sound sacred
I’m sitting at the throne
Getting dome like King David
Your face is on the pavement cause
You didn’t make a payment
And we don’t give a fuck about
The lames that you came with
Same shit, different day
Go and get your popcorn
If you start drama I’ll be
Waiting on your pops' lawn
Hit em with the blocka
Make em take a fatal loss
Could have been my home boy
Now you just tomato sauce

Yo get the whip virgil
Hit the pussy till the shit’s purple
Spit verbal
Higher booses on the drift circle
Driven by chinos with they collar pop
Stay by the water like I’m Cobblepot
Skrrrrt, now I done drop
Wake up in silk like a moth violently cough
From all the violet and the broth
Sit on the grass
Caught my dashboard needed a passport
She with the black horse, relax boys
Fuck around and get your back lost
Fuck, I need my ass tossed off gp
By an asian prostitute
Her name Christine Lee
Then I snorkled in her butt
Like it’s club med
Lit this chocolate that I purchased
From a young dread
Samurai shoulder, no Sega Genesis and Pegasus
My back is strong like a stegosaurus
I lift the charm with my eyes closed
What’s next for me only the sky knows, damn!