Snow

[Intro] Oh shit, oh shit! Yo look outside son You see that? Damn son, it's comin' down right? Ok Let's go [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Yeah, yeah You played the art of war like a chess champ The wrestler's camp, let's give the man a hand He used to go hand to hand by the gram Take a brick and then grind it to sand Baby girl, my 45. don't jam, Al Pacino wit a tan Ghetto Casino, rollin' c-lo wit Vito For nothing under a c-note, nigga, we still reppin' the East Coast Reaching for toast like TV remotes Spray cans where graffiti is wrote And where the media promotes so I appear like a genie in smoke And for me it's so easy to boast, even when I'm greasy & broke In a pea coat And this beat here's good as meatloaf Better yet a pot roast Play the block close, if niggas need work The hits out, better you then me first Nigga do your research, you'll be six feet beneath dirt Promise you this much, I'm out for the big bucks, Mr. Big Stuff, get your shit touched Keep the 45th tucked, nigga kiss butt Whip the Benz truck, siippin' juice from a pimp's cup, huh This is money rap, run a hundred & twenty laps On the track, it's a money wrap Blat! Brothers scat, do some jumping jacks Brothers put out a buncha crap Now they perfect for tax [Chorus] Snow Let's go, finesse the flow Fresh dressed from head to toe, let em' know On wit the show, we used to play the corner for dough Rain...hail... Snow Let's go, finesse the flow Fresh dressed from head to toe, let em' know On wit the show, we used to play the corner for dough Rain...hail... Snow [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Me and my niggas had dreams of riches Bad bitches wit mean figures, keep the green twisted Squeeze biscuits, underneath the money green Discus, 20 cheap hits and mischief Juggling Jum's, bubblegum Cum on her tongue, the color of rum, it's the return of the fly bum, hon Maybe it's just my radiant flesh or the baby tech that wet up a grey GS, yes Place your bets, till I get to taste success, rappers to me are just a waste of breath If they can't take a threat then pay Flex out the Avirex Snakes for pets Eat a rat, spit out the head Single handedly rip, you and whoever you wit, level and peddle some incredible shit Run in your kennel once the kettle is lit We'll beat you wit the metal clip, firmly legit You Kibbles & Bits, bitch [Chorus] Snow Let's go, finesse the flow Fresh dressed from head to toe, let em' know On wit the show, we used to play the corner for dough Rain...hail... Snow Let's go, finesse the flow Fresh dressed from head to toe, let em' know On wit the show, we used to play the corner for dough Rain...hail... Snow [Production by Roc Marciano]