Trillion Cut Roc Marciano & The Alchemist (Ft. Boldy James)

[Intro: Boldy James]
Where we at?
It's Jackson
227

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Charismatic, in love with them sweet aromatics (Opp pack)
Infatuated with Rolodexes, Audemars Piguets, Cartiers, and Pateks
It's hard to steer the traffic, stuck in the ghetto with fiends
Where selling dope was my only revenue stream
My double cup forever dirty (Pour it up), my hands never was clean
Me and G on Stockwell, filthy as Rockwell (Bruh, bruh)
Turn an eye on high fresh out a dry spell (Yeah)
Bop it twice, then drop it in a pot like some oxtail
Thеn you add the cold water with the icе cube (Skrrt)
Taxing niggas on the split, I want the high twos
Still sendin' off Gelatos and them OG's
Poppin' off 'bows of exotic for the low threes (Zaza)
Me and Holiday them kids with the dirty shoes (Holi')
Now its turnarounds in the tin with them thirty blues
'Fore I ever touched a beam, I was servin' food (Ayy)
Thousand grams of cut with morphine, that's my current mood

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]
Ooh
Cut the product with fentanyl (Cut it)
Spray your block up and spit at you
Fuck all the ridicule
Spray and get rid of you
Ooh
Cut the product with fentanyl
Fuck all the ridicule
Spray your block up and spit at you
Uh, ooh