We Major lyrics

[Verse: Domo Genesis]
It's clear to see that this is f*cking manslaughter, bodies in the water
Beats in the casket, and preachers at your altar
Tweetin' from the sky like I'm finna land on ya
And b*tches get pumped like Fishburne's daughter
16's'll cost ya, 20 years I'm boss(ta?)
You just in the closet, n*gga I'm a monster
Full blown sick, you n*ggas a little nausea
Snappin' on sh*t, like what's served at Red Lobster
Rasta; but no dread-head, I'm too proper
I'm breaking down the game for you n*ggas like Bob Costas
Impostors; mighty Wolf Gang, you can't stop us
And I'm getting neck from your b*tch, like dog collars
Ya'll be bullsh*ttin' but I dodge it like a boxer
Weavin' like a ghetto black b*tch gettin' primed up
Can't knock me, and besides I'm too high up
I ain't seen you n*ggas in a minute like Von Dutch
It kinda feels like I'm living with my eyes shut
Walking on a dream, all the real n*ggas gon' rise up
Punks stay away my dro heads are like nine sl*ts
My old heads tell me go ahead, you doing fine son
I know that you faggots don't like us
But you'd be winnin' if you did it just like us
It's a celebration, so I might just-
Fly to New York, sour diesel light the night up