Dean Martin Steaks

[Intro] Woo Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah Yeah Turn that shit up overall for me at home It's chemical pills Yo, uh, uh, yo, check it [Verse: Roc Marciano] Dope game, gold chain, camouflage suits Black Range, Jag pink, Carolina blue Masked up, flash bucks, marijuana poof Play the booth, display a Dr. Malachi book The pie cook, your eyes get the wide look Provide kush, galvanize troops, advertise crooks The beef got tied up by the hoof, swing on a hook Your horse ain't on the hook, you're being cooked Proceed and push, off in that plush European truck I'm peein' in your cup, my G is seasonin' the duck I popped up, your feathers got plucked, your peacock jumped And get a cheap diamond G-Shock up Then marvel at what's under the Starter cap, heart of rap Bitch, stay in pocket like a quarterback Thoughts of a stack before the snap I got the bomb like I caught the pass Then I enjoy a hot oil bath [Outro] Round of applause I do what I fuckin' do Yo, they got the steak and eggs with hanger steak Two fried eggs Two for the crew