| Song | Thread Count |
| Artist | Roc Marciano |
| Album | Reloaded (Deluxe Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In seclusion | |
| I pin up piff | |
| In the land cruiser | |
| Tan like I been to cuba | |
| Keys is white like sand in aruba | |
| Exude confidence | |
| From my view of the metropolis | |
| I fed flakes to my tropical fish | |
| Pull the top off the six | |
| Like Badu wig | |
| I’m no push over | |
| I push a Rover | |
| You push a | |
| Puma like a foot sodier | |
| I put dog like | |
| I push cola | |
| And cock the pistola | |
| Hands inside the isotoners | |
| Spend the night with a dice roller | |
| You pray your ice gets returned | |
| To its rightful owner | |
| Rifles in the trunk of the caddy | |
| We dump you in the swamps | |
| Somewhere down in miami | |
| My brush stroke the canvas | |
| You caught in a gambit | |
| And pimp slapped open handed | |
| I demanded | |
| For the operation to be expanded | |
| Be a standard | |
| Gee our ran was enchanted | |
| Tool belt wearing | |
| I’m a mechanic | |
| Bad bitch swinging in the hammock | |
| I took a dip in the | |
| Atlantic And bit the salmon | |
| Its slamming | |
| Come on hit me | |
| I sit up in the four fifty | |
| Shifty This is raw nigga history | |
| A slick pimp might resort to trickery | |
| Bitches dig me | |
| Your money fall short like a pygmy | |
| Waves flow like the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Guns longer than the wig on a hippy | |
| On the hip keep the blicky | |
| Petite wiz opposite of | |
| Missy Depict me as super witty | |
| My shank might remove her titty | |
| I jumped off the heel of my achilles | |
| This is light work to me | |
| Turn a knife if your kidney | |
| I pray Allah might forgive me | |
| Now who could see me | |
| Musically | |
| I’m with the kundalini | |
| I easily scoop your | |
| Nefertiti | |
| I bump the | |
| CD In the green | |
| Lamborghini | |
| Demonstrator | |
| In linen and gator | |
| Slick tongue like a litigator | |
| Facilitator | |
| Decision maker | |
| My inner layers | |
| Is the himalayas | |
| Bridget is impressed by the days | |
| Yellow gold and terry cloth robes | |
| The Wardrobe | |
| That made hoes come in droves | |
| With less clothes and the flesh exposed | |
| In a Lexus we drove through infested roads | |
| Pellets are thrown into flesh and bone | |
| Your name get carved into headstones slow | |
| Gangster cadance | |
| My space is shaded | |
| The heat is nickel plated | |
| Assets is liquidated | |
| What I’m conveying | |
| Isn’t easily articulated | |
| Roll solo | |
| Like the Marcsberg photo | |
| Earth from | |
| Acapulco We hit that | |
| Flat screen cinemax promo | |
| Benz logo | |
| Black RLX polo | |
| Your tongues knotted up like soto | |
| But on the low tho |
| In seclusion | |
| I pin up piff | |
| In the land cruiser | |
| Tan like I been to cuba | |
| Keys is white like sand in aruba | |
| Exude confidence | |
| From my view of the metropolis | |
| I fed flakes to my tropical fish | |
| Pull the top off the six | |
| Like Badu wig | |
| I' m no push over | |
| I push a Rover | |
| You push a | |
| Puma like a foot sodier | |
| I put dog like | |
| I push cola | |
| And cock the pistola | |
| Hands inside the isotoners | |
| Spend the night with a dice roller | |
| You pray your ice gets returned | |
| To its rightful owner | |
| Rifles in the trunk of the caddy | |
| We dump you in the swamps | |
| Somewhere down in miami | |
| My brush stroke the canvas | |
| You caught in a gambit | |
| And pimp slapped open handed | |
| I demanded | |
| For the operation to be expanded | |
| Be a standard | |
| Gee our ran was enchanted | |
| Tool belt wearing | |
| I' m a mechanic | |
| Bad bitch swinging in the hammock | |
| I took a dip in the | |
| Atlantic And bit the salmon | |
| Its slamming | |
| Come on hit me | |
| I sit up in the four fifty | |
| Shifty This is raw nigga history | |
| A slick pimp might resort to trickery | |
| Bitches dig me | |
| Your money fall short like a pygmy | |
| Waves flow like the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Guns longer than the wig on a hippy | |
| On the hip keep the blicky | |
| Petite wiz opposite of | |
| Missy Depict me as super witty | |
| My shank might remove her titty | |
| I jumped off the heel of my achilles | |
| This is light work to me | |
| Turn a knife if your kidney | |
| I pray Allah might forgive me | |
| Now who could see me | |
| Musically | |
| I' m with the kundalini | |
| I easily scoop your | |
| Nefertiti | |
| I bump the | |
| CD In the green | |
| Lamborghini | |
| Demonstrator | |
| In linen and gator | |
| Slick tongue like a litigator | |
| Facilitator | |
| Decision maker | |
| My inner layers | |
| Is the himalayas | |
| Bridget is impressed by the days | |
| Yellow gold and terry cloth robes | |
| The Wardrobe | |
| That made hoes come in droves | |
| With less clothes and the flesh exposed | |
| In a Lexus we drove through infested roads | |
| Pellets are thrown into flesh and bone | |
| Your name get carved into headstones slow | |
| Gangster cadance | |
| My space is shaded | |
| The heat is nickel plated | |
| Assets is liquidated | |
| What I' m conveying | |
| Isn' t easily articulated | |
| Roll solo | |
| Like the Marcsberg photo | |
| Earth from | |
| Acapulco We hit that | |
| Flat screen cinemax promo | |
| Benz logo | |
| Black RLX polo | |
| Your tongues knotted up like soto | |
| But on the low tho |
| In seclusion | |
| I pin up piff | |
| In the land cruiser | |
| Tan like I been to cuba | |
| Keys is white like sand in aruba | |
| Exude confidence | |
| From my view of the metropolis | |
| I fed flakes to my tropical fish | |
| Pull the top off the six | |
| Like Badu wig | |
| I' m no push over | |
| I push a Rover | |
| You push a | |
| Puma like a foot sodier | |
| I put dog like | |
| I push cola | |
| And cock the pistola | |
| Hands inside the isotoners | |
| Spend the night with a dice roller | |
| You pray your ice gets returned | |
| To its rightful owner | |
| Rifles in the trunk of the caddy | |
| We dump you in the swamps | |
| Somewhere down in miami | |
| My brush stroke the canvas | |
| You caught in a gambit | |
| And pimp slapped open handed | |
| I demanded | |
| For the operation to be expanded | |
| Be a standard | |
| Gee our ran was enchanted | |
| Tool belt wearing | |
| I' m a mechanic | |
| Bad bitch swinging in the hammock | |
| I took a dip in the | |
| Atlantic And bit the salmon | |
| Its slamming | |
| Come on hit me | |
| I sit up in the four fifty | |
| Shifty This is raw nigga history | |
| A slick pimp might resort to trickery | |
| Bitches dig me | |
| Your money fall short like a pygmy | |
| Waves flow like the | |
| Mississippi | |
| Guns longer than the wig on a hippy | |
| On the hip keep the blicky | |
| Petite wiz opposite of | |
| Missy Depict me as super witty | |
| My shank might remove her titty | |
| I jumped off the heel of my achilles | |
| This is light work to me | |
| Turn a knife if your kidney | |
| I pray Allah might forgive me | |
| Now who could see me | |
| Musically | |
| I' m with the kundalini | |
| I easily scoop your | |
| Nefertiti | |
| I bump the | |
| CD In the green | |
| Lamborghini | |
| Demonstrator | |
| In linen and gator | |
| Slick tongue like a litigator | |
| Facilitator | |
| Decision maker | |
| My inner layers | |
| Is the himalayas | |
| Bridget is impressed by the days | |
| Yellow gold and terry cloth robes | |
| The Wardrobe | |
| That made hoes come in droves | |
| With less clothes and the flesh exposed | |
| In a Lexus we drove through infested roads | |
| Pellets are thrown into flesh and bone | |
| Your name get carved into headstones slow | |
| Gangster cadance | |
| My space is shaded | |
| The heat is nickel plated | |
| Assets is liquidated | |
| What I' m conveying | |
| Isn' t easily articulated | |
| Roll solo | |
| Like the Marcsberg photo | |
| Earth from | |
| Acapulco We hit that | |
| Flat screen cinemax promo | |
| Benz logo | |
| Black RLX polo | |
| Your tongues knotted up like soto | |
| But on the low tho |