Roc Marciano - Nine Spray lyrics

[Hook] My mind spray, my nine spray My mind spray, my nine spray My nine spray My mind spray, my nine spray [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Outlaw lifestyle, I'm raw, no lifestyles Fly who*es get piped down My sores get iced down, I'm like owww The K put you out the game like five fouls You outta bounds, I'm outta town runnin' with hounds Dumpin' the cal, kick up a dust cloud The gun is rust brown, it's a oldie, but goodie I'm looking like Goldie in the hoodie Rose gold rollie, tec 9's is loaded up fully Shells fly, open you like p**y I slide in you, skin and injure Black down like a ninja, for legal tender Chrome desert eagle bend ya Ten send you like a street vender: Cook your meat, beef get tender No apron, .38's shave you like bacon And get shanked in them staircases Tryna pitch, gotta run the base Bottom-b**h keep floodin' papers My ace's got cut faces Raw flesh got it cut and pasted bu*terloaf in the oven baking Nothing sacred You touch cake n***as wanna come and taste it You get stripped bucked naked f** a bank statement I got over a 100K in my basement, your formula's basic You payin' layaway on a bracelet, you repair, I replace sh** You a chair, I'm a spaceship You shed a tear out of sheer hatred But to get here more than sk**, takes patience Ill natured, golden age reels, feels ancient Motion picture rap we like film makers [Hooks] [Verse 2: Ka] Jums by division sums how I'm livin' They slump with this comfort, it's the numb that I give 'em To get my weight like a ape, hung with the gibbons Slung narc in the park gettin' crumbs with the pigeons Wanna squab, bullets get lobbed, I'm good at my job On the strip runnin sh** where you couldn't have jogged Cops, sheriffs, marshals despise They watch for errors and net us when parcel arrives We get cake, big slate of part on the sides Strangle a human, angle with monstrous lines We'd be straight if we ate, but we harsh with the nines My body heal faster than the scars in my mind Sour grapes for papes, now I'm regarded as wine Lip is scroll, witch nipple cold, sip it slow Even when tight, righteous recite with the wicked flow This is cream talk, climbing the beanstalk Team tryna find Green Giant not a clean thought Pull mitt, full clip, loaded head We keep it cooking looking for the golden egg Then shots sound, somebody pops dropped down Man folded, another ran holding a hot pound Split him backward, dying slow, living rapid Triggers blasted, need compa**ion but n***as lacked it When beef boil, you either feel a bullet or recoil I address it like a peasant, but the speech royal