Roc Marciano - Already lyrics
[Roc Marciano - Already lyrics]
Titanium timepiece
Dimepiece between the sheets with body heat
Maserati's not leased
Cock the pump shottie, it make your body leak
Knocked your main hottie
She kinda knock-kneed
Mahogany woodgrain all in the five speed
Silk lay on me, pray for me
8 million stories in the naked city
The humidity it made the titties oil
Skin is salty, it's sultry, can't fault me
For all this ice on me I'm tryna stay frosty
Smokin' lah out in Bogotá
Focused, niggas looking like smoke
Is in their eyes
You poked and left immobilized
Where the vultures fly
I'm bout to cop a home in Oceanside
Sky Dweller's frozen in time
My mind’s a goldmine
You washed and left to dry on the clothesline
Hoes on your vines look
Like Kanye clothing line
Bring you closer to God
Caught you laying low out in Omaha oh my god
Don't start me omar scar
Send your family a nice postcard
Pimpstead (already) , get the bag (already)
New whips (already) , all my hoes (already)
See my team (already) , I been a G (already)
Light the weed (already) , nigga we (already)
Yeah, nigga (already, already)
How the fuck we get down boy
(we already, already)
Kiss the ring
Million dollar ding-a-ling swing
I'm just gettin' back in the swing of things
My jeans fit me like Springsteen
Bring M16s I might need a spring cleaned
I'm tryna hear these niggas sneakers squeak
Think it’s sweet get your street sweeped
Sweep you off your feet, that's off GP
Squeeze three at your Bentley GT
With the drum my queen Sheila E
The whips ceiling-free
Rip the brick up like cream of wheat
We the team to beat
The fans demand new work
But I'm a man of few words
Your tool don’t burst if so then who heard
Your view's blurred i couldn't speak
The OG said chew your food first
Spoon was burnt
My shoes is worth an MF DOOM verse
Niggas they claim they not rappers
Doin’ all the rappin’ (how that work?)
Niggas sayin’ they got cash and
I'm saying they catfish
Ain’t none of that shit off Saks Fifth
No respectable establishment carries this
Save yourself the embarrassment, you shallow
When it comes to this apparel
You not parallel you still in my shadow
Ho nigga stealin' my swag though
Now I know just how Satchmo felt
Dimepiece between the sheets with body heat
Maserati's not leased
Cock the pump shottie, it make your body leak
Knocked your main hottie
She kinda knock-kneed
Mahogany woodgrain all in the five speed
Silk lay on me, pray for me
8 million stories in the naked city
The humidity it made the titties oil
Skin is salty, it's sultry, can't fault me
For all this ice on me I'm tryna stay frosty
Smokin' lah out in Bogotá
Focused, niggas looking like smoke
Is in their eyes
You poked and left immobilized
Where the vultures fly
I'm bout to cop a home in Oceanside
Sky Dweller's frozen in time
My mind’s a goldmine
You washed and left to dry on the clothesline
Hoes on your vines look
Like Kanye clothing line
Bring you closer to God
Caught you laying low out in Omaha oh my god
Don't start me omar scar
Send your family a nice postcard
Pimpstead (already) , get the bag (already)
New whips (already) , all my hoes (already)
See my team (already) , I been a G (already)
Light the weed (already) , nigga we (already)
Yeah, nigga (already, already)
How the fuck we get down boy
(we already, already)
Kiss the ring
Million dollar ding-a-ling swing
I'm just gettin' back in the swing of things
My jeans fit me like Springsteen
Bring M16s I might need a spring cleaned
I'm tryna hear these niggas sneakers squeak
Think it’s sweet get your street sweeped
Sweep you off your feet, that's off GP
Squeeze three at your Bentley GT
With the drum my queen Sheila E
The whips ceiling-free
Rip the brick up like cream of wheat
We the team to beat
The fans demand new work
But I'm a man of few words
Your tool don’t burst if so then who heard
Your view's blurred i couldn't speak
The OG said chew your food first
Spoon was burnt
My shoes is worth an MF DOOM verse
Niggas they claim they not rappers
Doin’ all the rappin’ (how that work?)
Niggas sayin’ they got cash and
I'm saying they catfish
Ain’t none of that shit off Saks Fifth
No respectable establishment carries this
Save yourself the embarrassment, you shallow
When it comes to this apparel
You not parallel you still in my shadow
Ho nigga stealin' my swag though
Now I know just how Satchmo felt