DOMO GENESIS - Drunk lyrics

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Maybe its all this smoke in me thats loking me got me thinking Ocean deep

Always want it close to me, I'm drifting in this potency

If you niggas cool, then ain't no one in here as cold as me

Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike fucking G

Appropriately fucking beats, MP3s all in my sheets

Bustin on the bitches wipe me down and put it on repeat

Hot shit like mexicans sittin' on taurus seats

And I'mma keep it G cause that is all I had a choice to be

Fuck lovers, play fight with rubbers

Wolf Gang I hunt her, then feed it to my brothers

Eat big for supper, scrape plates of butter

All to keep that green bouncin' in like Flubber

Sweet shit, we spit, these is, Reeses Pieces

Sweet hit, we shit these bricks, we disrespect

Fuck a beat, I'mma be sick, Domo G shit, fuck with me

I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate

Peddle to the medal on these bitches well they niggas hate

I'm buzzin', this is how it goes in my life

I've been on these niggas' hoes while you masturbate

I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be

About thirty feet deep daring any nigger to fuck with me

I'm fucked up, drinking of this beer all

I swear, last year they ain't know about Domo, bro

Now they all lined up for the Domo show

I dont need much give me beats and an ounce of dro

My main bitch, we just sit and watch the dollars grow

Like a hate plantation, and I just been waitin'

For my season and watch them crops start flakin'

If I'm awake then more than likely I am baking

Watch the world fall into my hands, I'm patient

I just got a dollar and a dream

I mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam

And I been on the scene with the hardest of the teams

Me and my goals, ain't no stoppin' in between

I gotta keep it clean, I'm fly by any means

High in the air on a rocket, Yao Ming

Middle finger up, fuck what y'all think

Middle finger up, fuck what y'all think

See we beyond def, so for respect O.F. will never need a pass

Far from the average, that the most will prolly see me as

I'm elevated, these niggas don't want to step up

I spit bullets see thats a real audio tech, huh?

But I ain't aimin', don't let it hit you

And have me lookin' for a place to put the bodies when I'm through

He bluffin, I might shoot, fuck it, I'm like you

Cause then again gun ain't the weapon I might choose

I'm a regulator, a hater decapitator

Just after sunset its murder on an elavator

So, be scared when you see them wolves mobbing

After all you prima donnas like Hoskins

Tromping, no lust, I give no warnings

Still ill, will, kill, I'm stomping

Hot boxes don't stop my nigga I gotta fight on

Rasta Mike G, I'm a lion, right on

I don't know 'bout what you heard about cash, but

My niggas get money, nigga get money

I don't know 'bout what you heard about ass, but

Domo Genesis got them honies, we got them honies

They up in the jeep smoking hydro

I'm like crazy bitch, she like I know

Yeah, homie we gon' ride slow

Odd Future, I shoot ya, drive slow