Deeper Lyrics - Reloaded - Roc Marciano

Smoke shit, daddy what you know about it? 

Pimp shit, what you know about it? 

So what you know about it? 

Eight ball corner pocket, my hustle: can't knock it 

The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the profit 

Pull a salad out the stockin', it's poppin' 

I popped in the cherry blossom 

Rocked the lockman in the cockpit 

You frontin' like you hot shit 

Shake out, dress understated at the steakhouse 

Spaced out, deep in the game I pray I make it out 

Two bitches naked on the couch, crouch 

Go Porsche, I'm a clotheshorse 

Your boss thrown in the trough 

The blows soft, throw salt on pork 

You're done, prick him with the fork 

Dip him in the sauce, linen cloth 

Lay on the king, blesses to my offspring 

Sip the water from the spring, it ain't a thing 

Pattern leather ski mask, 

my feet pass a G and a half 

Pull out the fast European cab, crab 

I'm basically a jeweler 

You tryna fool a consumer 

Cubic zirconia, 

I copped the gold in Mongolia 

Spoke harmonies at the podium 

my bitch like Ginger in Casino 

Pink tuxedo, show machismo 

Clean your clock, soft toe Reebok 

Peacock move like a robot, stove top 

ride laver 

Cock the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the chamber 

Show up footed, the Porsche dashboard's wooden 

Motherfuckers bite the bullet 

The six forty seats is like puddin' 

It's the position I was put in 

My bitch arch her back, I slid the wood in 

Can I kill it, funkadelic George Clinton 

Keep it pimpin' more convincin', without the tension 

Many mansion, Mr. Belvedere Benson 

Honey dip lit up a Winston, not to mention 

Expenses to prints is pretentious, no pretend shit 

Tennis kicks, tinted lenses 

My thirst for the chips is tremendous 

It's never endin', it's a win-win 

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