Greneberg, Roc Marciano - Drink It Up lyrics

[Greneberg, Roc Marciano - Drink It Up lyrics]

Patek Phillipe rocker
Punch beef in the meat locker
Treat plots like copper my eyes cut D proper
G-shocks for the teeny boppers
Squeeze Glocks at your V-collar
The "5" driver the lines like peach cobbler
I sip the Martini with the olive
Trollops all be brolic
The face of the Presidential: Black Onyx
Back is the iconic fat wallet
Fuck hoes, that playing exotic
Buss' Chrome that spray up the cottage
Body rotted products rise like hydraulics
You probably washed like Palmolive
I palm Llamas hold bank with the robbers
You thrown in the tank with Piranhas (Nigga)
I'm built like an Adonis (Tilt)
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins

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