Jaws Roc Marciano

[Verse 1]
Eat a dick bitch this is money
This ain't Kid Cudi this is G shit, gully
Machine grip sixteen leave a mummy
The E320 scurry quick in a hurry
I'm accompanied by a bunny and comfy and not bummy
Niggas should run free and far from me
Only god can judge me
Your army is dusty, underarms musty
Stop starvin' the custys
You must be tryin' to bust me, kinda husky, touch me
I'll just be on the Rikers Island bus seat
Bust heat, nothin' sweet, suffer defeat
I'm rollin' up in the suite, hoes rubbin the feet
I'm somethin' to see, sunk in the V, sucker free son of a G
I'm everything you wanna be
Laurence Rugby's sippin' bubbly with company
Say it bluntly, I was nice when Pac danced with Humpty
But now they bump me out the country
You could never chump me you monkey your head'll be lumpy

[Hook]
Riding in the Lex with that thing on deck
Thinking about bread, getting head
Still fill a nigga with lead, enough said
I'm just a nigga from the 'Stead with a gun on the leg