Covid Cough Roc Marciano (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro: Roc Marciano]
Yeah, Pimpstead bitch, hold up
Know we on your ass, boy (Yeah, check)

[Hook: Roc Marciano]
Niggas play around 'til it's man down (You and what army, nigga?)
I'm the illest nigga hands down
Air 'em out, air 'em out (Hold up)
Niggas play around 'til it's man down
Uh, I'm the illest nigga hands down (Yup)
Air 'em out (Air 'em up) air 'em out

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
You know what we came for (You know why we here)
You know who gave the whore the cocaine jaw
What's all the shade for? The numbers on the .380 was shaved off
Thirty shots sprayed off, take you off like a stray dog
Your days are short like your Range sport
Pop an Ace of Spades champagne cork (Pop that shit)
Paint your brain on the wall, the forty bulldog my aerosol
Knock a еyeball out your skull
Flush you out that hole you been hiding in (We see you hiding)
You high on thе list, the homies gon' fly your wig (Fly your shit)
Oh you must've forgot I'm rich, I'm a project kid
And you my next project, kid
Been should've had you fixed, should've had you a wrench
A drillbit, shit I ain't did a drill in a bit (In a minute)
Give 'em a clip, bet he squeal like a pig, life's a bitch
She tried to throw grits on a pimp and missed (You missed me, bitch)
Your shit is like ten percent diss, niggas is lit like a tennis link
Daddy you haven't said anything (You ain't said shit)
With the pen, they say I'm Hemingway, I'm a heavyweight
I'm better than niggas in every way
Sky-Dweller and this Perrier (Water) this the cherry on the cake
You most definitely getting spanked (Spankin' these niggas)
After the gank, your old lady engage in hanky-pank
I'm in her pussy doing the stanky leg