"NO.8" lyrics - TERMANOLOGY

[Intro:]
(Statik Selektah)
Word up
And now ladies
Classic shit
A legend in his own time
Legendary
The one and only (Statik Selektah)
Termanology

Ayo, it's a stick up
I'm in a castle blasted, throw you in a bath of acid
Every word I spat is classic, ratchet in the lavish fashion
I'll turn a shooter to a moving target, tryna cop a Louis carpet
When I do this shopping for this new apartment
The leather MCM bag, it got dabs in it
Molly, percocet, the piff and acid tabs in it
I'm just a vandal with a hammer with a broken handle
Rappers is broke, I'm going home to a Naomi Campbell
Virgin Mary in my bed with a holy candle
Holy water in my bathtub and gold Roman sandals
I'll rock a room but I'll be rockin' all across the globe
But rewind, I had a stocking on, ready to rob your gold
I'm quick to smash a cutie, even if she bad and boujee
Monogram Gucci jacuzzi, now that's a future movie
I'm Benny Blanco with a weapon running by the train
Silencer on the smoker put gun powder in your veins
Hopped a lot of planes, rocked a lot of chains
Clocked a lot of fame, and you lil' pussy boys not the same
Hundred bottles in a week, celebrating life
Gave the door man a hundred dollars just to shake the ice
Pussy, I'll take your life from you with the rusty eight
Earthquake your soul when I'm busting with this Russian K
Selling eight balls, your boy made a ton of cake
Now we puffing eighths, getting blunted to this number eight

[Outro:]
It's 50 Bodies 6, Statik Selektah