| Song | Tek To A Mack |
| Artist | Roc Marciano |
| Album | Reloaded (Deluxe Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [INTRO] Yeah, check, | |
| Marc Back for the crown baby | |
| AV that’s brown like gravy | |
| Style is wavy | |
| Lazy eye Tracy | |
| McGrady Deliver like an 80 pound baby | |
| I’m a horse, you a rope | |
| I let off | |
| Macks You crap in your clothing | |
| Golden moments | |
| Rolls Royce driver named | |
| Coleman 45 watch game frozen | |
| Scared to death | |
| Mad salty like a potato chip | |
| You know the routine | |
| I’m out to break a bitch | |
| Over the stove with the bakers mitt | |
| I’m still on that gangsta shit | |
| Burning that dour | |
| European footwear | |
| I’m coming off a real good year | |
| Kush in the air | |
| Them niggas like books, | |
| Look square | |
| I swear they don’t even got hood flare | |
| I’m a natural, | |
| You little rascal | |
| Homo swag, | |
| I wouldn’t put it past you | |
| Changes invested, faith’s tested | |
| I paid for the necklace and ate breakfast | |
| My thoughts is pour torches left corpses | |
| My chariot pulled by horses | |
| Ya’ll doo-doo, | |
| I’ll sock it to you | |
| Pierce your rib with the spear like | |
| Shaka Zulu | |
| Cops pursue you | |
| When you got pies like | |
| Lu Lu Control a whore’s mind like voodoo | |
| Suave, CL 5 grey in the driveways | |
| Ménage à trois on | |
| Fridays Peel bills consistent | |
| And just to think | |
| I willed this into existence | |
| Memories of being broke are now distant | |
| I insisted biscuits | |
| For all that | |
| I did to get rich then | |
| I hope within you forgive the kid like a | |
| Christian | |
| To get rich then, | |
| I hope within | |
| You forgive the kid like a [Hook] | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Big dinners, dilemmas | |
| I ride in a | |
| Plymouth Listening to the | |
| Spinners I love the art but it’s a business | |
| D’s trying to pin us | |
| Cause what | |
| I do with the pen is stupendous | |
| Young niggas look up to us like father figures | |
| Design fly rhymes like architecture | |
| Modern philosopher | |
| The feds trying to pop at us | |
| But ya’ll ain’t got the proper size nuts | |
| Line me up without the iron cuff | |
| Reclined in the truck | |
| My mind like a diamond in the rough | |
| Apply the cut gotta come up | |
| Got to sit tough, | |
| Chronic is puff | |
| Wallets is buff, | |
| I’m a stud | |
| Dollars is spotted with blood | |
| The nine snub | |
| Should hold you out with thugs | |
| You forgot what it was, huh? | |
| Well bitch that’s what is though | |
| Pitch em an | |
| O Lou Ferrigno, indo | |
| Flowed out the benz | |
| Tinted windows | |
| Pimp bones | |
| Exotic skin tones | |
| Ear lobes flooded with gem stones | |
| Money put in a hoes flip ten folds | |
| Gotta stack it | |
| Ya squad is at the bottom of the bracket | |
| That’s why | |
| I keep the llama in the bomber jacket | |
| That’ll push yo whole yarmulke backwards [Hook] | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Gangsta Mack. | |
| Back. |
| INTRO Yeah, check, | |
| Marc Back for the crown baby | |
| AV that' s brown like gravy | |
| Style is wavy | |
| Lazy eye Tracy | |
| McGrady Deliver like an 80 pound baby | |
| I' m a horse, you a rope | |
| I let off | |
| Macks You crap in your clothing | |
| Golden moments | |
| Rolls Royce driver named | |
| Coleman 45 watch game frozen | |
| Scared to death | |
| Mad salty like a potato chip | |
| You know the routine | |
| I' m out to break a bitch | |
| Over the stove with the bakers mitt | |
| I' m still on that gangsta shit | |
| Burning that dour | |
| European footwear | |
| I' m coming off a real good year | |
| Kush in the air | |
| Them niggas like books, | |
| Look square | |
| I swear they don' t even got hood flare | |
| I' m a natural, | |
| You little rascal | |
| Homo swag, | |
| I wouldn' t put it past you | |
| Changes invested, faith' s tested | |
| I paid for the necklace and ate breakfast | |
| My thoughts is pour torches left corpses | |
| My chariot pulled by horses | |
| Ya' ll doodoo, | |
| I' ll sock it to you | |
| Pierce your rib with the spear like | |
| Shaka Zulu | |
| Cops pursue you | |
| When you got pies like | |
| Lu Lu Control a whore' s mind like voodoo | |
| Suave, CL 5 grey in the driveways | |
| Me nage a trois on | |
| Fridays Peel bills consistent | |
| And just to think | |
| I willed this into existence | |
| Memories of being broke are now distant | |
| I insisted biscuits | |
| For all that | |
| I did to get rich then | |
| I hope within you forgive the kid like a | |
| Christian | |
| To get rich then, | |
| I hope within | |
| You forgive the kid like a Hook | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Big dinners, dilemmas | |
| I ride in a | |
| Plymouth Listening to the | |
| Spinners I love the art but it' s a business | |
| D' s trying to pin us | |
| Cause what | |
| I do with the pen is stupendous | |
| Young niggas look up to us like father figures | |
| Design fly rhymes like architecture | |
| Modern philosopher | |
| The feds trying to pop at us | |
| But ya' ll ain' t got the proper size nuts | |
| Line me up without the iron cuff | |
| Reclined in the truck | |
| My mind like a diamond in the rough | |
| Apply the cut gotta come up | |
| Got to sit tough, | |
| Chronic is puff | |
| Wallets is buff, | |
| I' m a stud | |
| Dollars is spotted with blood | |
| The nine snub | |
| Should hold you out with thugs | |
| You forgot what it was, huh? | |
| Well bitch that' s what is though | |
| Pitch em an | |
| O Lou Ferrigno, indo | |
| Flowed out the benz | |
| Tinted windows | |
| Pimp bones | |
| Exotic skin tones | |
| Ear lobes flooded with gem stones | |
| Money put in a hoes flip ten folds | |
| Gotta stack it | |
| Ya squad is at the bottom of the bracket | |
| That' s why | |
| I keep the llama in the bomber jacket | |
| That' ll push yo whole yarmulke backwards Hook | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Gangsta Mack. | |
| Back. |
| INTRO Yeah, check, | |
| Marc Back for the crown baby | |
| AV that' s brown like gravy | |
| Style is wavy | |
| Lazy eye Tracy | |
| McGrady Deliver like an 80 pound baby | |
| I' m a horse, you a rope | |
| I let off | |
| Macks You crap in your clothing | |
| Golden moments | |
| Rolls Royce driver named | |
| Coleman 45 watch game frozen | |
| Scared to death | |
| Mad salty like a potato chip | |
| You know the routine | |
| I' m out to break a bitch | |
| Over the stove with the bakers mitt | |
| I' m still on that gangsta shit | |
| Burning that dour | |
| European footwear | |
| I' m coming off a real good year | |
| Kush in the air | |
| Them niggas like books, | |
| Look square | |
| I swear they don' t even got hood flare | |
| I' m a natural, | |
| You little rascal | |
| Homo swag, | |
| I wouldn' t put it past you | |
| Changes invested, faith' s tested | |
| I paid for the necklace and ate breakfast | |
| My thoughts is pour torches left corpses | |
| My chariot pulled by horses | |
| Ya' ll doodoo, | |
| I' ll sock it to you | |
| Pierce your rib with the spear like | |
| Shaka Zulu | |
| Cops pursue you | |
| When you got pies like | |
| Lu Lu Control a whore' s mind like voodoo | |
| Suave, CL 5 grey in the driveways | |
| Mé nage à trois on | |
| Fridays Peel bills consistent | |
| And just to think | |
| I willed this into existence | |
| Memories of being broke are now distant | |
| I insisted biscuits | |
| For all that | |
| I did to get rich then | |
| I hope within you forgive the kid like a | |
| Christian | |
| To get rich then, | |
| I hope within | |
| You forgive the kid like a Hook | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Big dinners, dilemmas | |
| I ride in a | |
| Plymouth Listening to the | |
| Spinners I love the art but it' s a business | |
| D' s trying to pin us | |
| Cause what | |
| I do with the pen is stupendous | |
| Young niggas look up to us like father figures | |
| Design fly rhymes like architecture | |
| Modern philosopher | |
| The feds trying to pop at us | |
| But ya' ll ain' t got the proper size nuts | |
| Line me up without the iron cuff | |
| Reclined in the truck | |
| My mind like a diamond in the rough | |
| Apply the cut gotta come up | |
| Got to sit tough, | |
| Chronic is puff | |
| Wallets is buff, | |
| I' m a stud | |
| Dollars is spotted with blood | |
| The nine snub | |
| Should hold you out with thugs | |
| You forgot what it was, huh? | |
| Well bitch that' s what is though | |
| Pitch em an | |
| O Lou Ferrigno, indo | |
| Flowed out the benz | |
| Tinted windows | |
| Pimp bones | |
| Exotic skin tones | |
| Ear lobes flooded with gem stones | |
| Money put in a hoes flip ten folds | |
| Gotta stack it | |
| Ya squad is at the bottom of the bracket | |
| That' s why | |
| I keep the llama in the bomber jacket | |
| That' ll push yo whole yarmulke backwards Hook | |
| From the deuce to the tre | |
| From a tre to an eighth | |
| From an A to a | |
| K to a 9 from a | |
| K From a K to the grey, 45 all black | |
| All black 45, from a tec to a mac | |
| Gangsta Mack. | |
| Back. |