Rubber Hand Grip

[Intro: Roc Marciano]

Check my levels

Levels is good? Uh

Uh-huh

Pump with the rubber hand grip, uh

What? You don't know who you playing with

Yeah, Pimpstead nigga

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]

If it's trouble, then we shootin' it's troubleshooting

We shootin' up, but we ain't struggling with drug use

Throwin' all these subs, what that make you? Subhuman

This music for sub-machine gun users (Uh)

Speeding in the BMW lookin' unassuming (Uh)

Just me and my Uzi, we lookin' like a couple spooning (Mm)

Enough with the canoodling, blow your noodles on your beautiful drip

This is Hoorsenbuhs, you should Google it

My love language is another matrix

Screw your baby mother like some Cartier love bracelets

Hеrmès blankets, that's a blanket statemеnt

Need more than handkerchief 'cause we covering all the bases

Might yank you out the whip, strip you naked (Get over here)

Niggas comparing MJ to "Weird Al" Yankovic (Huh?)

It's a bitch, ain't it? (Bitch, ain't it?)

When the love always outweigh the negative (It do)

I'm on the edge, I'm at the ledge of the clip, break your neck like a breadstick

Forever devilish, don't you ever forget how the AK-47 kick like an elephant

Knock a fella off the edge of the fence

Don't take offense if it's a brick of cocaine we hid in the Mercedes-Benz

Baby, that's for my lady friends, was just taking it for a spin

Who do you know who would do some shit like that? (Spin)

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]

Pump with the rubber hand grip (Uh)

You don't know who you playin' with (Say it with me)

Pump with the rubber hand grip

Say, say it with me, you don't know who you playin with

Break it down

Uh, uh-huh

Yeah, uh

Pump with the rubber hand grip (Yeah)

Look

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

Soon as the drama came afoot, you was shot in the foot

Throw a couple at your knot like you playing shot put

Three hundred rounds pop your hood, look like you were shot by an octopus

Broke your watch, you got everything inside your pocket took

The cops was shook

We even took what you hide in your lady pocketbook (Get that)

Okay, it's time to cook, it look like we threw lava on your designer goods (Tss)

Ask the doc how it look, said it's not good

Shoulda just left the body to rot in the woods

Tryna be Hollywood, forgot they even knocked out Suge

The witch made the magic wand out of Holly wood

Gotta keep a shotty nearby where you potty or do karate good

If not, then you should not be in the hood (Go!)

Fuck an oppie, I will take it in blood

Word, no love

No motherfuckin' love, nigga

[Outro]

It seems like sort of a general scientific curiosity

He was eager to show this very unusual taste

But some of his colleagues were critical of that

It was not appropriate to show someone who was essentially

Uh, in their terms, "a freak"

Uh, rather than someone who was acutely ill