White Russian Melanin 9 (Ft. Roc Marciano)

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
Grind and shimmer
Mind like an organized crime figure
Pie slinger
Rap's George Steinbrenner
Million dollar rhyme printer
White wine sipper
Fly slipper
Big time flipper like Guy Fisher
Silencers on the 9's whisper like a shy sister
Bang iron till the palm blister
Still the flyest
From my shows, hoes steal the flyers
I'm too ill for you to kill the virus
Look in the killer's iris
The size of holes left in you like a silver dollar
On how to win mind's filled with knowledge
Minefield around the cottage
Fuck how you feel about it
I'm trying to fill a wallet, until its brolic
Knob get polished by the most exotic hoes
I promise my Benz got leather and oak inside it
Coke measuring, no consignment
Cause when you was broke I find it hard to remain open-minded
Hoping God has a role for riders
That live by the code and honor
That don't end in molten lava
I know a lot of hoes that gotta gang of tricks like globetrotters
That give good dome with the saliva
Dipped in Prada
But who am I to try to knock her
For ballin' like a Knickerbocker?
Bank deposits
Foampots is still wearing copper, proper
Rock you to sleep like a toddler boy
Almond joy
Nuts, you a full-time mama's boy
Death ritual
Farm McCoy
Play the trucks like Tonka toy
The boy's moist
I pop you up for a small coin
You caught four in the groin, one in the loin
You made a noise, I stay poised
Corduroys
Tell every pirate on board, ahoy