Cryotherapy

[Intro: Roc Marciano]

Them now cut him up and shot him

Uh

Uh (What the fuck is this shit, man?)

Josephine, showed me how to work the triple beam (Yeah, uh)

Yeah, baby

Marci

I did seem 'em thing, can you say? (Uh)

Crack fiend named Josephine

Showed me how to work the triple beam, yo

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]

I swear if these niggas play with me

Baby .380 in a gray Dickie

Look like a lady blicky (Like my lady shit)

Can't fuck with strays, they be iffy

The game tricky

Pump shotty out the Hyundai (What?), chasin' Ricky

Spray fifty, may need to replace a kidney

The brains fly out the 850 like Kennedy (Bah)

Nigga, for thinkin' he Demetrius Flenory

Like he once hustled in the streets, but nothing comes to memory (Goddamn), uh

The gold Audemars are arm candy

Baby doll, Satan's favorite sin of all is vanity (Hahaha)

To catch the kid without the jammy's a rarity

Ice clarity, feel like I went to cryotherapy (Mm)

Neck heavy, we don't cry over anything

We just fly over everything like pelican wings (Woo)

Bentley Bentayga dreams

To get in this SUV, you need a skeleton key

(Cah we nah bored man)

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]

Uh, check the pedigree (Check the pedigree)

Tinted Cartiers, Leonard Ellerbee (Woo, uh)

Crack fiend named Josephine (Josephine)

Showed me how to work the triple beam (Triple beam)

Now we gettin' cheese (What?)

Uh

Now we gettin' cheese

A crack fiend named Josephine

Showed me how to work the triple beam (What?)

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

Yo, got my burner out

Word of mouth, heard you hatin', chasin' clout from a burner account (What the fuck is this shit, man?)

Virgin on the couch, you heard about the fresh turnout

If she worship the mouth, then it can work out (Roc Marci)

Al can vouch

The fake need to gracefully bow out

You occupied the space, but it's mine now (Uh)

Aight, pipe down

Word to Amy Winehouse, ain't shit to whine about

Your baby mother dutty wine and sip wine at the house (Woo)

I just untied her blouse (Ow)

Shorty run about like a mouse, lost her whereabouts

Crib in Bel Air, big as a warehouse

I'm on my high horse, y'all whores not prepared to joust (Uh-uh)

Consider this album a first-hand account (Uh)

I'm runnin' out of hands to count, y'all livin' hand to mouth

But I don't do handouts

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]

Uh, check the pedigree (Check the pedigree)

Tinted Cartiers, Leonard Ellerbee (What?)

Crack fiend named Josephine

Showed me how to work the triple beam

Now we gettin' cheese (Woo)

Uh, now we gettin' cheese

Crack fiend named Josephine

Showed me how to work the triple beam

[Outro]

Side-o that shoots that fire, we have to fire back

Cah we nah bored man, seen?

It's how you see it

That side there have gun, that side there have gun

We buy, we buy gun and dem ting

Me is a man, me travel with my likke gun, ya know

Anywhere me a go, me carry it, man, me can't