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(Domo Genesis)

It's the 5-9 taper fade, Laker game
High time save a page, already know the name
Doms in this I mean it's real sh*t taking place
Money still the and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav
(Hodgy Beats)
Let me my scarf off.
Five, four, three, two, one bitch.
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin s'mores
My flow be like you whores, I'm suicidal, fuck the door.
I'm and, if, but and or.
(Domo)
Bitch what the fuck is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no huh?
Broke is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh.
We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck.
lifestyle, slow me down, double cup.
(Hodgy)
Old school visions, ambidextrous
I switch hands five o' clock, when bitch lands by six.
She will be quicksand better than the next n*gga, man
Pockets swell up like a gland killing your whole ambition
Bitch.
(Domo)
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I bitch,
All I need is green grass and gold on my bitch,
Watch me get it n*gga, sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the plan and Domo hit the kill switch.
(Hodgy)
I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin'
never settles, why? Too busy in the meadows high.
Out to dena, I'm like I'm out the cleaners.
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm like my fucking t-shirt.
Get it?
(Domo)
A you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't so I let her drink it like it's Danimals.
Handsome dude she be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and cause none of them wishes tangible.
(Hodgy)
I'm ballin' a Benjamin, it's all about the Benjamins
That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't friends with them.
Call a ho stall a ho, I'm also dope across the rope
my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til it's off your throat.
(Domo)
Please shut the fuck up let me put this to sleep.
The he speak got him all ansty like his Christmas week.
Silly me, riding with several with slim physiques.
And I'm tryna see lights, camera, like Mr. Cheeks.
(Hodgy)
Army fatigue, Bape for the league
No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees
If she'll be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't need shit.
(Domo)
They asking "Where you been?" They feel they got ditched.
Just look for the influence, I be that bitch and
a headlock when it come to that grip
You ain't never met a done in that sick.
(Hodgy)
I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next
I bet I'll mess with presets and jet all these vets.
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of hair
dead souls. 90 retro, Ho.
(Domo)
Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm AWOL
Bitch lay off the gas that they giving your tank dog,
Thinking that you better than me get you taked off,
You either gotta win or go home, bitch the playoffs.
(Hodgy)
luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats,
Zero to in like 4 flat; you know any nigga that own that?
I ain't I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin
At our shows we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin.
(Domo)
So meet me in the trap; going down.
MellowHype like the jaw of Bobby Brown.
(Hodgy)
Cops me for a DUI prohibition
We need you motherfuckers to stop and listen.
Golf Bitch.