Roc Marciano - Vintage Limo Lyrics

Sparks of light from the R-Type on a dark night
I had a hard life, I used to move hard white
My jewels would give you frostbite, my music is boss-like
But when you speak, you tell me, be forthright
I bought my first Jordans through crack money
The black Bugs Bunnies with a bunch of crumpled up twenties
Ball in these hoes, we up twenty
Truck jewelry, put in work, we left smudges on the toolie
It's old beauty, threw a few rubies up in the jubilee
I was truthfully grown for the movie screen
Fleeing from the Jakes in the 930
Shootouts with the 30, it's therapy
They'll never be as thorough as me
Two kilos on my neck with the vintage limousine
Cream soda mixed with codeine
Might blow a hole in your bean, leave your light more green
Blow from the scene when the smoke's green
Lil' mama, I'm just blowing steam
Hold my drink, closed drapes
Drive you crazy, ho, I got road rage
Baby, the granola range, it has no brakes
All you see in my chain is snowflakes, Dolce
No cap to save a whole cave from my clothing hang
My coat was painted on by hoes sway, hoes that sway
Waves on the ocean made the boat sway, both ways
Baby, don't be afraid, defeat the flame
A bitch will switch the way seasons change
Needless to say, I peeped your gang
I peeped your gang, uh

I peeped your gang, uh