Hallways - Roc Marciano, Flee Lord

Sling it in the hallway

Sling it in the hallway

We used to sling cocaine

In the hallway

Yo

For the juice get you cold pressed (Pressed)

Don’t let what I say go over your head like stones on my neck

Wet the rolls, broken leg rose from the dead

For bread, the toast knock the yolk out your egg (Fish)

The pole too big for coat check

Put your light out quick like a roach clip (Pssst)

Before I wrote this shit I went on a tow trip

The nose on the pimp got the coke drip, hoe submit

They thought I touch her shoulder with the Vulcan grip (Gottem)

I’m back and I’m better than ever

Feds tryna to catch us, we in the Nebuchadnezzar (Zooooom)

It’s just a Tesla (Uh), just a test run

Don’t accept any replicas, niggas is really regular (Reggie)

As you can see I done leveled up, medicine in the cup in the seven up

Every line run like seven and up (Yuh)

You can tell how I’m cut, I’m not sus

I make it hot, thermometer bust

In God we trust (Whooo)

Mix the Bacardi with the punch, pop the trunk, we got army guns

Once I let off the shotty, the party done

We used to sling cocaine (Bahp bahp bahp)

Sling it in the hallway

Sling it in the hallway

Lord, Lord

My fur coat is heroin gray

Used to sit countin my chips watching the heroine play (Whoo)

Nah I’m not rich my niggas swear that I’m paid

Eat your food with the uzi then get straight entree (Brrt)

Bout to make a run after I calculate these funds (Funds)

Yeah that dick have a pass of bread my mouth make her cum (Aiy)

Selling ounces in the sun in front the houses in the slum

Livin life to the beat and bounce to the drum (Bounce on the drum)

Serenade the streets while I marinate the beef (Beef)

The strong will survive, yeah we burying in the weak (Agh)

Rhymin for my change white diamonds for the flames (Fire)

Smokin zones in the house not tryna go insane (Not tryna go insane)

Louis slippers, crib like a movie niggas dookie dripper (Dookie dripper)

All suede couch with the coogie pillows, argh

Stripes like Adidas, hoes hype when they meet us (Meet us)

All ice on the fingers (Fingers), four pipes on the beemers (Brrrt)

As a freshman I was playing dice with the seniors

Now we textin they let me know the price for the stingers

Rad 9−11 while the feds tryna snatch thirty pounds on that bullshit the dreads

tryna catch em (No)

Hibachi while I’m high beats dropping out the sky

Everytime I’m at the light heat popping out the ride (Skrrrrrrt)

Argh

Grrt