Velvet Cape Roc Marciano (Ft. Action Bronson & Meyhem Lauren)

[Intro: Roc Marciano]
Light my blunt, you fucking whore
Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talking about
Nigga's got game, it's a muthafucking shame
Make you want to grab the pump shotty and aim
One in the brain, uh yeah, one in the brain
Check it, yeah, uhh
Nigga's got game, it's a muthafucking shame
Grab the pump shotty and aim

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
When you see me with that mask, it ain't for hockey, black
Used to play the lobby with crack, Wally's is black
Pontiac's quality rap
Tapping punani from the back off the Yak
My bitch is built like a yak, my kick's is a rack
Open your chicken wrap, wings on the pigeon flap
Still rock fisherman hats with the slacks
You're listening to facts, nothing false
My heart won't defrost, send shots back and forth
Serve soft, ho circle us all, sipped in velour
Kiss the gift horse (muah), a eighth off the bricks chipped off (break 'em off)
Rose gold links from Panama
Tan lines from camel rides, smooth like the Phantom glides
Fly eyewear, diamonds is rare
Fresh out of Zaire
I'm on a higher tier, dry your tear
Pop guns by the pair, one in the trunk, call that a spare
Lift you in the air, Ligaments tear
Yeah