Roc Marciano - Nine Spray Ft. Ka lyrics

rate me

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

Come on, niggas slide...

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

Outlaw lifestyle, I’m rolling on lifestyles

Fly horse get piped down, my swords get iced down

I’m like ow, the k put you out the game like 5 gouls

You out of bounce, I’m out of town running with hounds

Dumping the cow, kick up the dust, clap you

The gun is frost brown, it’s the audible gun

I’m looking like goldie and the hoody

Rolls go rollie, tek 9 loaded up, fully

Shells fly open you like pussy

I slide in ya, skin and injure

Black down like a ninja

Felicul tender, chrome desert eagle benja

10 send you like a street vendor

Cook your meat beef get tender

No apron, 38 shave you like bacon

You get shanked in them staircases

Tryina pitch, gott run the bases

By the bitch, keep flooding papers

My aces got cut faces, raw flesh got it cut and pasted

Butter loaf in the oven baking, nothing sacred

Touch cake, niggas wanna come and taste it

You get stripped, bucking naked

Fuck a bank statement, I got over 100k in my basement

You ...basic, paying lay away on a bracelet

You repair, I replace shit

You a chair, I’m a space ship, you shed a tear, I done shed hatred

But to get hit more than skill takes patience

Ill nature, golden age real feels ancient

Motion picture rap, we like film makers,

Word up!

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

My mind spray, yeah, my nine spray

Pijams by the vision, somes how I’m living

They just know what this comfort is to numb that I give them

I give my weight like I ape, hung with the givens

Just young ...in the park, getting crumbed with the pigeons

On a squad bullets get locked and put them on job

On the strip minus shit when you couldn’t...

Cops... despise, they watch for errors...

We get cake, beg ... on the size

Strangle a human angle with monstrous lies

Baby straight...with me, harsh with the 9’s

My body heal faster than the scars in my mind

That’s how ungrateful pigs, now I’m guarding this...

Sip it slow, even when type write...with the wicked flow

This is cream tour...team tryina find ...clean thought

Pour myth...keep it cooking, looking for the golden egg

It’s just sound ... drop down

Man fold it, another man holding the hot pound

Split them back, die slow living rapid

Triggers blast, when he go past you, but niggas lacked

B boy, need to feel a bullet over your court

Addressing like a peasant, but the speech royal

But the speech royal.