Raw Deal

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]

I said slow drag 'em, yeah, this is how you go platinum

Chrome magnum, rollin' in my gold Aston

Blow past 'em, ask 'em cold smashin'

Rope and gag 'em, wrote classics, broke glasses

Closed caskets, foes asses get blasted

Sick bastards, thick gashes over lasses

Molasses, put you where the trash is, you're plastic

Below average, tryin' to come at this, savage

Black sabbath, maverick, Caliphate's back faggot

Ten gallon hat, horseback gallop

From here to Dallas, my style is hard like callous

Most ya'll rappers can toss my salad (bitch)

[Chorus]

For all the real, hard to kill

Hardbody build, wheels run a quarter mil

Chillin' at the crib out in Forest Hills

Whores from Brazil, tryin' to steal chlorophyll (green)

My aura still got more appeal

Big bills on the floor spill

Now that it's on let the fours peel

Motherfucker you catch a raw deal, you catch a raw deal

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

My shit is ringin' like two for five

Or you can get your order supersized, hop in the coupe and drive (leave)

Guys scrutinize, we came through in Saabs

Overcome the odds, rollin' in somethin' hard

Keep the gun in my London Fog, livin' high off the hog

And tearin' shines off frauds

You're all hittin' the wrong chords, live in discord

So I throw D's on the toy like I'm Rich Boy

Some saw it comin', but now I'm off and runnin'

More stunnin', niggas I'm sonnin'

Fresh out the dungeon, bitch, don't let the sun in we gettin' blunted

Bud seven hundred an onion red hairs on it

For that dope we dance like Fred Astaire on it

Patent leather red Air Forces, yeah it's gorgeous

Self portraits of bosses at the office

Bangin' young Kate Mosses, resources

Twin Porsches, all black like soy sauce is

Peel quicker than Earl Boykins

Niggas ain't got too many choices

So I keep pearls like oysters, and ride around in Rolls Royce's

I hear voices at the fortress

I held the bomb detonator like a joystick

Blow up a bitch and her boyfriend in the toy Benz

Destroyin' ballpoint pens, enjoy shrimp

[Chorus]

For all the real, hard to kill

Hardbody build, wheels run a quarter mil

Chillin' at the crib out in Forest Hills

Whores from Brazil, tryin' to steal chlorophyll (green)

My aura still got more appeal

Big bills on the floor spill

Now that it's on let the fours peel

Motherfucker you catch a raw deal, you catch a raw deal

[Production by Roc Marciano]