(Domo Genesis) It's the 5-9 fade, sideline Laker game High time save a page, already know the name in this bitch I mean it's real sh*t taking place Money still the motive and I'm clocking it Flava Flav (Hodgy Beats) Let me my scarf off. Five, four, three, two, one bitch. Hodgy to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores My flow be trampling like you whores, I'm suicidal, the door. I'm and, if, but and or. (Domo) Bitch what the is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no money huh? Broke n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is bruh. We what the is up 2012, clutch as fuck. Fast lifestyle, me down, double cup. (Hodgy) Old visions, rhyme ambidextrous I switch hands five o' clock, your bitch lands by six. She will be quicksand than the next n*gga, this man Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your ambition Bitch. (Domo) My hat says high cause exactly how I feel bitch, All I is green grass and gold on my real bitch, me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real quick Hodgy drew the plan and Domo hit the kill switch. (Hodgy) I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin' Girlfriend never settles, Too busy in the meadows high. Out to dena, I'm fresh I'm out the cleaners. Hardwood an angry beaver, I'm nuts 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 wanna be with standing by camera I let her snooze and dream cause of them wishes tangible. (Hodgy) I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, all about the Benjamins That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't even friends them. Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also dope the rope Catch my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til off your throat. (Domo) shut the fuck up let me put this shit 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) fatigue, Bape boxes for the league No ghetto barrettes and down to the sleeve, for the fees If packaged she'll be know how to roll up my weed Her doing's the deed and she don't really need shit. (Domo) They asking Domo "Where you been?" feel they got ditched. look for the influence, I be under that bitch and It's a headlock when it to that grip You never met a motherfucker done in that sick. (Hodgy) I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best next I bet mess with presets and jet around all these vets. That don't know how to let go; this game is filled with a bunch of hair souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho. (Domo) Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm AWOL Bitch lay off the gas that they your head tank dog, that you better than me will get you taked off, You either gotta win or go home, bitch the playoffs. (Hodgy) More 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 me in the trap; it's going down. MellowHype leaning the jaw of Bobby Brown. (Hodgy) Cops me for a DUI prohibition We don't need you to stop and listen. Wang Bitch.