Roc Marciano - Hoard 90 lyrics

[Intro: Roc Marciano] Yeah, motherf**ers Praise him Yeah, yeah, yeah, Marc, n***as Uh, yeah, uh, A-L-C Yeah, uh, uh [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Posted up, gettin' my mack on, Jimmy Crack Corn Sean packed the .38 long, John Gotti, Dapper Don font My name was written in, it glisten in the dark You got a Haagen Dazs heart, this is modern art A start could run you a body part, Maseratis is parked Five chains like Mardi Gras, spark Beef never gets squashed, firearms pop Why not shop? Rub fly vagina like Icy Hot And hoard 90 in a Nike box Arms in cardigans, parkas is like margarine Revolvers is tucked in the Starter kit I call it self-glorification When the Porsche is escapin', euphoria's tasted Words from my lips is permanent bliss Superbness, you can't learn this with a internship Experience, you nothin' to be taken serious Display the .38 mysterious The j**elry is luxurious, period The position n***as is in, I pity it About to take over this whole sh** Hoes ride dick like Pogo stick Laughin' as I advertise fabulous rhymes All that vernacular is fly Caught your eye with just one try [Interlude: Roc Marciano] Marcberg Phlaw! Yeah, uh [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Wave the flag, surrender, your limbs is dismembered Young tenders want to live with a emperor Real n***a temple, swimmin' in placenta Back sent you, for comin' out your face like a denture I might be the best, Your wife by me'll be caressed Your honey like bees in a nest Get money right, scheme with a pen The dream is bein' lived, believe me it is Been to the mountain top, higher than highs Falcon fly, that's around a thousand dollar fine That kind of guy don't qualify to reside beside I In the 745, I (Wooh!) Bye-bye spy, nines light the sky like fireflies The n***a that your child idolize The title is mines, go find a cycle to ride Before I put the knife inside your izod s**er! n***a! [Outro: Roc Marciano] Yo, yo Check this sh** out, word up This sh** is effective, n***a, word up Get results, n***a, immediately