Shit I’m On - DJ Muggs, Roc Marciano

Uh, uh, uh, fuck you thought, boy?

Uh

You already know what we doing, boy

King shit, shit, uh, uh, huh, uh

I flood the shipyard, you rap subpar

Fuck a roof, why cover the cars, white like a Dove bar

Park the double R, pull your trump card

This hog’s 300 large, front on the God, you get dumped on

You tumbled when your number was called

The 40 long calls, you do summersault, dog

Don’t worry, lord, the summer’s all yours

The pump still up under the London fog

The horse is imported from Portugal

My songs is like soft porn

Pouring Pourisons with tall Amazons

Black Panameras, Tony Montana standards

Scramblers is scanners in the Porsche

Grams is soft, we used to scramble on the porch

For what a Phantom cost, I blam at your thoughts

Transport snort, so raw the shit snowballed

Got bowling balls for balls

My redbone whore, she like Charlie Baltimore

We up, my dog, check the scoreboard

The crib four floors, you know we in this for the long haul

That shit I’m on

Uh, that’s that shit I’m on

Roll the window down and hit 'em all

That’s that shit I’m on

That’s that shit I’m on

That’s that shit I’m on

Roll the window down and hit 'em all

Huh, uh, yo, lime green Gallardo

I’m like Marlo without the scar though

You know how karma go

The AR strap go over the collar bone

I bone fly hoes in Ferragamo

My shine still glow from behind a blindfold

Rock the frozen manteca, the Rollie Skydweller

Uh, they crashed the Regera on La Cienaga

All my lines is like cinema

The tool shot derringers close by, I feel like I’m John Derringer

Uh, all my clothes is Italian cut (Italian cut)

Only fuck with bitches if they down to fuck (Uh)

My shades a thousand bucks and up

I got a Russian plug, I get you plugged (Plugged)

Your heart’ll stop pumping blood (Uh)

Get fly for the hoes in the no fly zone

Copped the R Seven Quattro, y’all don’t drive those

We fly fly hoes to the Galapagos with white gold ropes

To keep 'em right, we get 'em lipo’d

Aight though

Uh, that’s that shit I’m on

Roll the window down and hit 'em all

That’s that shit I’m on

That’s that shit I’m on

That’s that shit I’m on

Roll the window down and hit 'em all