[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Money talks, so shut the f*ck up and listen
You f*ckin' kids in intermission, I'm in pro-position
And you're in no position, I'm itchin' to close-in in it
Zone and kill it, close, conceal it, leave that bitch with no forensics
Bitch, it's not a stain on me little homie
You don't know me, better know your role Jebroney, little phony
Tryin' to clone me, I'm my only
Like I'm Kobe in the post, you can't control me
Spittin' scriptures, niggas feel like I'm holy
Niggas know he bound to be a problem in this rap shit
I snap bitch, my stats went from average to classic
Went H.A.M. and did damage, y'all mans will get sandwiched
My plan is the planet where the middle of my hand is
Alpha male, you niggas do what you manage
I'm shootin' for the stars, really feelin' like I can't miss
My flow is Australian money, bruh, you can't rip
Keep it live, smokin', gettin' high until I'm dead, bitch
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Right, KushedGod in this mu' f*cka
Right, I smoked the whole jar like oh Lord, au revoir
Girl scout cookie and not them little hoes, y'all
Talkin' that west coast, I got it from my home boy
I hate green weed like Guru fans hate Solar
Got no respect for it like a grown man with a mohawk
Or a big mouth with no heart or a black bitch with a nose job
Just some shit I don't go for
I don't really give a f*ck 'bout offendin', just my opinion
I'll nigga, full off philepe chow an I'm ventin'
Tryin' to gas this Asian broad for a BJ and a happy endin'
Still pitchin' like I'm in the ninth innin'
I'm a closer, I'm Mariano with the flow, bruh
See me suited, five panels with the bears on 'em
Every bar they Ric Flairin' for 'em, DZA
[Outro:]
Okay, I got a little somethin' somethin'
We gon' crush it down, roll 'em up, and offer it to her
And see how she act about it, right?
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[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Money talks, so shut the f*ck up and listen
You f*ckin' kids in intermission, I'm in pro-position
And you're in no position, I'm itchin' to close-in in it
Zone and kill it, close, conceal it, leave that bitch with no forensics
Bitch, it's not a stain on me little homie
You don't know me, better know your role Jebroney, little phony
Tryin' to clone me, I'm my only
Like I'm Kobe in the post, you can't control me
Spittin' scriptures, niggas feel like I'm holy
Niggas know he bound to be a problem in this rap shit
I snap bitch, my stats went from average to classic
Went H.A.M. and did damage, y'all mans will get sandwiched
My plan is the planet where the middle of my hand is
Alpha male, you niggas do what you manage
I'm shootin' for the stars, really feelin' like I can't miss
My flow is Australian money, bruh, you can't rip
Keep it live, smokin', gettin' high until I'm dead, bitch
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Right, KushedGod in this mu' f*cka
Right, I smoked the whole jar like oh Lord, au revoir
Girl scout cookie and not them little hoes, y'all
Talkin' that west coast, I got it from my home boy
I hate green weed like Guru fans hate Solar
Got no respect for it like a grown man with a mohawk
Or a big mouth with no heart or a black bitch with a nose job
Just some shit I don't go for
I don't really give a f*ck 'bout offendin', just my opinion
I'll nigga, full off philepe chow an I'm ventin'
Tryin' to gas this Asian broad for a BJ and a happy endin'
Still pitchin' like I'm in the ninth innin'
I'm a closer, I'm Mariano with the flow, bruh
See me suited, five panels with the bears on 'em
Every bar they Ric Flairin' for 'em, DZA
[Outro:]
Okay, I got a little somethin' somethin'
We gon' crush it down, roll 'em up, and offer it to her
And see how she act about it, right?
Money talks, so shut the f*ck up and listen
You f*ckin' kids in intermission, I'm in pro-position
And you're in no position, I'm itchin' to close-in in it
Zone and kill it, close, conceal it, leave that bitch with no forensics
Bitch, it's not a stain on me little homie
You don't know me, better know your role Jebroney, little phony
Tryin' to clone me, I'm my only
Like I'm Kobe in the post, you can't control me
Spittin' scriptures, niggas feel like I'm holy
Niggas know he bound to be a problem in this rap shit
I snap bitch, my stats went from average to classic
Went H.A.M. and did damage, y'all mans will get sandwiched
My plan is the planet where the middle of my hand is
Alpha male, you niggas do what you manage
I'm shootin' for the stars, really feelin' like I can't miss
My flow is Australian money, bruh, you can't rip
Keep it live, smokin', gettin' high until I'm dead, bitch
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Right, KushedGod in this mu' f*cka
Right, I smoked the whole jar like oh Lord, au revoir
Girl scout cookie and not them little hoes, y'all
Talkin' that west coast, I got it from my home boy
I hate green weed like Guru fans hate Solar
Got no respect for it like a grown man with a mohawk
Or a big mouth with no heart or a black bitch with a nose job
Just some shit I don't go for
I don't really give a f*ck 'bout offendin', just my opinion
I'll nigga, full off philepe chow an I'm ventin'
Tryin' to gas this Asian broad for a BJ and a happy endin'
Still pitchin' like I'm in the ninth innin'
I'm a closer, I'm Mariano with the flow, bruh
See me suited, five panels with the bears on 'em
Every bar they Ric Flairin' for 'em, DZA
[Outro:]
Okay, I got a little somethin' somethin'
We gon' crush it down, roll 'em up, and offer it to her
And see how she act about it, right?