That dirty money stink
Scrub it in the sink
Brothers wasn’t the same
Now I got blood on my sneaks
Some smudged on my cheeks
Slugs run in your mouthpiece, a dozen at least
Beloved I’m covered in grease
But now I do my {?} runs on a beach in Greece
I’m beyond a GOAT
I’m such a threat
These n#gg#s can’t touch me, not a threat
Glock 40 in the strawberry red drophead
Look like a red Moncler
In my hair one clear solid tear
I’m rhymin’ at a God tier
Brown foxes, I’m a chocolatier
I got a 1000 mile stare, you got a coward’s glare
Gunpowdеr cloud the air
Poppin’ all that fly sh#t out your {?}
They beggin’ for rеcognition like some b#tches ’til they bedridden
{?} kitchen
Hit mama wig all we saw was watermelon and chicken
sh#t was all on the dishes
Servin’ butter for bread and butter
That Mais’ Margiela steppers in every color
{?} some heavy lumber
Up in London
Creep with the gun like I’m doin’ lunges
Schooly’s {?}
Loot in my Gucci jumpers
Keep a few sticks with toolie dumpers
Will never be too reluctant
To shoot the musket
My knuckles is jewel-encrusted
You on f#ck sh#t
Made a few adjustments
n#gg#s bit the swag but couldn’t do it justice
It’s quite flattering and I find it embarrassing
Y’all stinkin’ up the joint like a quiet flatulent
Pull up and bang out if you feelin’ froggy
The inside of the Ferrari got foggy
Word to mommy
I knew from the shirt the work was a body
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Roc Marciano Lyrics – 1000 Mile Stare