Doms lyrics

by

Domo Genesis


[Intro: Domo Genesis & Tyler, the Creator]
sh*t sound like some, Al Green sh*t n*gga
Yo Doms, please, hit these n*ggas
Wooooohoohoo, sh*t
Whew, this is perfect
This beat is f*cking perfect
Hear that, n*gga?
Everything is perfect
Domo Motherf*ckin Genesis
These Bape pants go perfect with these shoes
I want everybody in this motherf*cker
Roll a blunt up right now
I do, I like this Bape short/shoe combination
And I got a Capri Sun in here
A bit of this cold Capri Sun
Kiwi Strawberry
Dom, hit these n*ggas, man

[Verse: Domo Genesis & Tyler, the Creator]
I'm a mothaf*ckin' as*h*le, it's natural
To act bashful in the presence of n*ggas with cash flow
I spaz ho, laying somewhere close to where the grass grows
Listening to jazz cause these n*ggas mad trash, yo
And that, kicking dust, my sh*t is ridiculous
Quickly put my di*k in sl*ts who nose tend to be sticking up
Silly n*ggas, give it up, no person is sick enough
The doctor needs to fix me up, fix me up
Miss nurse in the red shirt, I'mma need some f*cking head work
Talk you into anything, with talking, I'm an expert
Just talking to you n*ggas and it's sounding like my best work
Best work? For now, yes, with every drop I'm better
Better than the rest, these n*ggas apply pressure
These n*ggas, every verse is lyrically def to these n*ggas
When that hearse drop, 6 feet death for you n*ggas
Many men opposing me, no success for you n*ggas
And I'm still on my bullsh*t, loc'ing with a full clip
That's the iPhone full of verses that I could spit
Preaching to the real, why he standing at the pulpit
Throwing middle fingers at the haters like, "What's good, b*tch?"
Nah, really, what's trilly hood, b*tch?
Ham I may go, n*gga extra mayo
That's the Frigidaire billionaire Bruce Wayne flow
Show the f*ck out, dunk on a n*gga and just hang, yo
I'm a boss n*gga, f*ck what it cost n*gga
You wanna oppose me? Chalk up a loss n*gga
Get lost n*gga, out my vicinity
Cause I terminate your kind, lames is the enemy (f*ck it!)
And these haters won't get my energy
T the C, we did it (What?) G (Yeah!)
And I'm higher than an Asian score on SATs
And yeah, whatever
[Outro: Domo Genesis & Tyler, the Creator]
Woooo!
Wolf Gang, n*gga! (Yeah!)
Golf Wang, n*gga!
It sound like Hiroshima in this motherf*cker, man
Real n*gga, n*gga! (Doms!)
Make me smack a motherf*cker, n*gga (Rrhrhh!)
Odd motherf*ckin... f*ckin...
Ooh, you don't even know!
I just do it! n*gga!
Good job, Dominique!
Bye-bye!
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