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B**h

It's the 5-9 taper fade, sideline Laker game

High time save a page, they already know the name

Doms in this b**h I mean it's real sh*t taking place

Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav

(Hodgy Beats)

Let me take my scarf off

Five, four, three, two, one b**h

Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin makin s'mores

My flow be trampling like you whores, I'm suicidal, f**k the door

I'm and, if, but and or

(Domo)

B**h what the f**k is you talking bout if you ain't gettin no money huh?

Broke n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh

We what the f**k is up 2012, clutch as f**k

Fast lifestyle, slow me down, double cup

(Hodgy)

Old school visions, rhyme ambidextrous

I switch hands five o' clock, when your b**h lands by six

She will be quicksand better than the next n*gga, this man

Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your whole ambition

B**h

(Domo)

My hat says high cause that's exactly how I feel b**h

All I need is green grass and gold on my real b**h

Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real quick

Hodgy drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch

(Hodgy)

I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh

Girlfriend never settles, why? Too busy in the meadows high

Out to dena, I'm fresh like I'm out the cleaners

Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm nuts like my f**g t-shirt

Get it?

(Domo)

A phantom you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal

She can't refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals

Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by camera crews

I let her snooze and dream cause none of them wishes tangible

(Hodgy)

I'm ballin' like a Benjamin, it's all about the Benjamins

That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't even friends with them

Call a ho then stall a ho, I'm also dope across the rope

Catch my fate, I bang grenades and beat your face til it's off your throat

(Domo)

Please shut the f**k up let me put this s**t to sleep

The s**t he speak got him all ansty like his Christmas week

Silly me, riding with several b**s with slim physiques

And I'm tryna see lights, camera, action like Mr. Cheeks

(Hodgy)

Army fatigue, Bape boxes for the league

No ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve, for the fees

If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my w**d

Her doing's doing the deed and she don't really need s**t

(Domo)

They asking Domo "Where you been?" They feel they got ditched

Just look for the influence, I be under that b**h and

It's a headlock when it come to that grip

You ain't never met a m**r done in that sick

(Hodgy)

I'm the best thing yet the I'm the best thing next

I bet I'll 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 grey hair

Dead souls. Promise 90 retro, Ho

(Domo)

Hey y'all get out of the way cause i'm going AWOL

B**h lay off the gas that they giving your head tank dog

Thinking that you better than me will get you taked off

You either gotta win or go home, b**h it's the playoffs

(Hodgy)

More luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no driver but it got doormats

Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any n**a that own that?

I ain't stuntin I'm a youngin, me and my n*ggas we be thuggin

At our shows that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzin

(Domo)

So meet me in the trap; it's going down

MellowHype leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown

(Hodgy)

Cops arrest me for a DUI prohibition

We don't need you motherfuckers to stop and listen

Golf Wang B**h

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