Poltergeist Roc Marciano

Uh
Yeah
Mars nigga
Word
This that coke music nigga
Straight up, powder your nose
Baby, uh

[Verse 1]
Carbine out the window
Process the info
My chest is a igloo, your flesh is a menu
Cold nigga, icicle
Sinful, I saw my image in a ball made of crystal
Hallucinate off a 8-ball
Your mackin' is inactive, I brain storm
Your parade's rained on
I skate the shady Liz Claiborne’s, you wife the kind of whore I run a train on
Lavish attributes
Rose gold be like apple juice
Alligator boots, Persol sight
But hold the light like poltergeist John Travolta nights
Dipped the po-lice twice, gotta hold tight
Crack the jar
Cut the top, drive a half-a-car
And float like a raft down the Cazbar
Diamond dinner plate
Accentuate; you insinuate
I sip the grapes and split the steak
You shave a snowflake off the cake; (now)walk straight
Im only here by the lords grace