Roc Marciano - Hey Love lyrics

[Verse 1] Sittin' sixes Get money bag b**hes Repetitious, I still dress pimpish Thousand dollar trenches b**h I'm down in the trenches Crocodile bound with the lenses Beige car seats [?] Close the deal sh** is concrete, grease Pompuos, rock the watch with the compa** Fill the pockets, I feel accomplished Fill the goblet, rhyme philosophic Trailblazer, keep the [?] on retainer You know we players when it's winter rock layers By the way I never met a hater with paper Simple math Draft, this is witchcraft Cast the spell on the thick gla** With mad cla**, hopping out the crisp Jag with the rag It's a raft b**hes come get frapped We own hoes like items Got titles, bust 9's at my rivals To make it final, 5 lines to the sinal S550s with the driver like Prince Michael We f** b**hes on they cycle Me against me is Prince vs. Michael Empty the rifle, live trifle I'm not the type to wife you But it's cool for you to slide through Chorus [Verse 2] We was walking on sore feet Your crew was 4 deep Just bought the V, I dropped the bread crumb, foresee 40 Gs upon a [?] Victory is foreseen The porsche jeep is forest green Animal attraction, secreted pa**ion in the magnum I'm laying like bait in the contraption Slow jam to Michael Jackson Flyer accent, my back got the tiger scratches Spare no expense on the trench this is relevance 40 below, skin the elephant Slick sweater, million dollar rhetoric Trendsetter, make b**hes celibate Ex drug dealer, crack, I used to sell a bit Sex healer, fly b**h therapist Pimp, you can tell I'm in my element Yeah, b**h Chorus