Gold Crossbow

Roc Marciano

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    Hahaha, yeah
    What you say to 'em?
    What you say? Uh
    What you say? Uh
    Yeah (fidelity)
    I like this
    Yo

    Ten toes on burnin' coals
    The burner's close, niggas can't touch me, I'm a germaphobe
    So many turncoats, no wonder I been turnin' cold
    It's too cold to return your coat
    You told when you sure it was stole
    Back when Zo was servin' blow, he copped from Birdo
    The Sterling he drove was Merlot
    Word on a stroll, heard on the low, Mossberg'll murder a ho
    Then blow in the Porsche 911 Turbo
    Never know, it might be your turn to go
    Spin your block, it'll probably leave a crop circle
    You'll get shot with the. 32, it left a dot in your bifocal
    The thick Jamaican, big batty gal, Bogle
    Feel my vocals? Somehow I went from local to global
    From small-time rapper to mogul
    I ain't gon' even hold you
    There's no room on the scrotum, you gotta keep it mobile
    That's a quotable
    Anytime I go in the booth, lil' homie, it's non-negotiable
    Cross some bootleg with the coke, nose, spoon
    Spoon in the old school look like the one in Ricky Schroder room (woo)
    Fuck nigga

    Uh, niggas kidnapped your girlfriend (uh-huh)
    Money still make the world spin (yeah)
    Niggas ain't gettin' none of it (niggas ain't gettin' no money)
    What you say to 'em? Fuck 'em, then

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    I was cross, so I bought a crossbow
    Your boss is a ho and suck balls also (ha)
    Got more style in my small toe than your whole torso
    I outta burn your whole wardrobe
    You know I wore stones the size of gallstones
    Motherfuckers got the gall to call my phone (uh)
    Talkin' 'bout the bullet holes in your daughter room
    That's the warning when you ignore the rules
    It's war when you put salt on wounds like when you ordered food
    I'm testin' your mental fortitude (woo)
    Ice on the Muller made the water cool
    I put on a pool, niggas ruined the Cuban
    I'm gonna puke (y'all fucked them up)
    Shit isn't new, we need a reboot
    They took what we do and repeat the loop
    It's gettin' easier to sleep through (uh)
    I'm just speakin' truth
    We can keep this between me and you or get medieval (woo)

    We kill innocent people, you know?
    Ya dig?
    Uh (crazy)
    You just gotta let that ride (crazy)
    Yeah
    Know what I'm sayin'?

    Niggas kidnapped your girlfriend
    Money still make the world spin
    Niggas ain't gettin' none of it
    What you say to 'em? Fuck 'em then
    Fuck 'em then
    What you say to 'em?
    What you say? What you say? Uh

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