Off the Dome
I come from the bottom the bottom
The lowest lil nigga
I had to build a resistance
For all of them problems
My niggas gone solve it lil nigga
The Glock is gone bust from a distance
You go try and scrutinize
You gone get crucified
Be on a T shirt
For all of yo kin and shit
There is no you and I
It is just you and God
Better go pray he forgiving yo sins and shit
Fuck all the innocent
Niggas be talking bout blocks
Knowing my niggas be spinning shit
Niggas go round
And fuck all the witnesses
Get all the witnesses
We speaking in code
Cause these niggas be listening
No time for no talking
Can't settle no differences
I just keep going
This shit right here limitless
I speak the words
And you thinking of images
These niggas see waves
And they run right behind it
They don't even pass
They just run right beside it
If I catch a wave then I'm going beyond it
I get to bucks Nigga let's just be Giannis
I be in that mode
Nigga fuck being modest
I'm sick with the vomit
I'm high as a comet
Ain't giving my word if I'm breaking the promise
I give em what's real
And them bitches keep coming
But I'm hiding some skeletons
Keep them shits in the dark with the melanin
Bust a bitch down that's claiming she celibate
Knock her off
Now she acting all elegant
Smoking purple but this ain't no Prilosec
She on go without yelling out ready set
Take her out cause that money bring better sex
Then I take her to Teccey for better sets
Need a big bitch
Talking heavy set
Give me good food and some better neck
See them back shots
Ima handle that
Then I get in her eggs and I scramble that
I'm recording her moan then I sample that
Let her hear it like bae you sound fine as hell
Now my dick in her mouth
And I'm stroking her throat (You coming)
Nah but the time will tell
You say you gone swallow
You might as well
You are what you eat
And you say you my baby
You suck it all out
And you eat it like gravy
She go the whole nine and she score it Brady
My baby like J.J the way she be catching the shit
Catch it like J.J be catching the fish
Catch up or may all yo time be dismissed
This shit off the dome
Boy my pen don't exist
The lowest lil nigga
I had to build a resistance
For all of them problems
My niggas gone solve it lil nigga
The Glock is gone bust from a distance
You go try and scrutinize
You gone get crucified
Be on a T shirt
For all of yo kin and shit
There is no you and I
It is just you and God
Better go pray he forgiving yo sins and shit
Fuck all the innocent
Niggas be talking bout blocks
Knowing my niggas be spinning shit
Niggas go round
And fuck all the witnesses
Get all the witnesses
We speaking in code
Cause these niggas be listening
No time for no talking
Can't settle no differences
I just keep going
This shit right here limitless
I speak the words
And you thinking of images
These niggas see waves
And they run right behind it
They don't even pass
They just run right beside it
If I catch a wave then I'm going beyond it
I get to bucks Nigga let's just be Giannis
I be in that mode
Nigga fuck being modest
I'm sick with the vomit
I'm high as a comet
Ain't giving my word if I'm breaking the promise
I give em what's real
And them bitches keep coming
But I'm hiding some skeletons
Keep them shits in the dark with the melanin
Bust a bitch down that's claiming she celibate
Knock her off
Now she acting all elegant
Smoking purple but this ain't no Prilosec
She on go without yelling out ready set
Take her out cause that money bring better sex
Then I take her to Teccey for better sets
Need a big bitch
Talking heavy set
Give me good food and some better neck
See them back shots
Ima handle that
Then I get in her eggs and I scramble that
I'm recording her moan then I sample that
Let her hear it like bae you sound fine as hell
Now my dick in her mouth
And I'm stroking her throat (You coming)
Nah but the time will tell
You say you gone swallow
You might as well
You are what you eat
And you say you my baby
You suck it all out
And you eat it like gravy
She go the whole nine and she score it Brady
My baby like J.J the way she be catching the shit
Catch it like J.J be catching the fish
Catch up or may all yo time be dismissed
This shit off the dome
Boy my pen don't exist
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Writer(s): James Huff
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