Already - Roc Marciano

Titanium timepiece, dimepiece between the sheets with body heat

Maserati’s not leased

Cock the pump shottie, it make your body leak

Not your main hottie, she kinda knock-kneed

Mahogany woodgrain all in the five speed

Silk lay on me, pray for me

8 million stories in the naked city

The humidity it made the titties oil

Skin is salty, it’s sultry, can’t fault me

For all this ice on me I’m tryna stay frosty

Smokin' lah out in Bogotá

The focus, niggas lookin' like smokers in the eyes

You poked and left immobilized where the vultures fly

I’m bout to cop a home in Oceanside

Sky Dweller’s frozen in time, my mind’s a goldmine

You washed and left to dry on the clothesline

Hoes on your vines look like Kanye clothing line

Bring you closer to God, caught you laying low out in Omaha

Oh my god

Don’t start me

Omar scar

Send your family a nice postcard

Pimpstead (already), get the bag (already)

New whips (already), all my hoes (already)

See my team (already), I been a G (already)

Light the weed (already), nigga we (already)

Yeah nigga (already, already)

How the fuck we get down boy (we already, already)

Kiss the ring, million dollar ding-a-ling swing

I’m just gettin' back in the swing of things

My jeans fit me like Springsteen

Bring M16s I might need a spring cleaned

I’m tryna hear these niggas sneakers squeak

Think it’s sweet get your street sweeped

Sweep you off your feet, that’s off GP

Squeeze three at your Bentley GT

With the drum my queen Sheila E

The whips ceiling-free, rip the brick up like cream of wheat

We the team to beat

The fans demand new work, but I’m a man of few words

Your tool don’t burst if so then who heard, your view’s blurred

I couldn’t speak, the OG said chew your food first

Spoon was burnt, my shoes is worth an MF DOOM verse

Niggas they claim they ain’t rappers doin' all the rappin' (how that work?)

Niggas sayin' they got cash and I’m saying they catfish

Ain’t none of that shit off Saks Fifth

No respectable establishment carries this

Save yourself the embarrassment, you shallow

When it comes to this apparel, you not parallel

You still in my shadow, ho nigga stealin' my swag though

Now I know just how Satchmo felt