Pig Knuckles Roc Marciano

R-r-r-r-really though
Really though

Uh

[Verse 1]

Pull the drops out in the summer
I played Prince
While I waited on my bitch
When you rich you fly your jewelers in from Zurich
Vintage Woolwich
I'm nothin' to be fooled wit'
I light a spliff in the memory of Ruck
We made legendary shit
I'm a history buff (Rest in peace, my man)
Treat the coke like grapes how we be stepping on it
The Feds was on us
They thought that we was teleportin'
Park the Vette up at the heliport, was hella poor
I weather the storm
I pray my umbrella's strong (I pray)

Pump the shotty like a black top (black job)
*Until we hit a cop I ain't satisfied (uh)*
Gladys Knight blaring in the Vantage
My shorty copped pink rings like Cam'ron
Nigga I'm hands on
I do my dirt but all my cars get hand washed
Yacht parties on the Mediterranean
Melanated - my complexion is radiant
Steerin' the Rolls let off pheromones
There's nothing to fear but fear alone
I could move to any hood and feel at home