Dimmadome
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, niggas knockin knockin
What you want
This shit ain't no Dimmadome
Meet me at my granny home
Granny home, smokin dope to focus
What yo man be on
Plan b homie, need it cause we lonely
Where my fuckin phone
Zooted on the Zoom
Hot as shit up in the room
I been eatin really good
I'm bout to change my diet soon
I been cool with the crew
I ain't seen them in a couple moons
Need a couple rooms
And a couple uh bottles
Bring a couple uh models
Wonder if they like the Wallows
Only with it if they with it though
We not about to force them
I endorse them if they need a portion
Only be retorting
It rhetorical, it not important
Turn up my distortion
Uh uh
What you sportin
I got me the Rogue from Norton
Or Coeburn, it doesn't matter
I never had silver platters
Or spoons if you really thinkin
I'd be doin all this drinkin
Mean it like what you thinkin
Mean it like what you drinkin
Uh uh
How I did it
I got me a couple figures
My nigga I'm trying to live it
I'm pushin past all my limits
Uh uh
I'm a menace
I'm trying to stay independent
Coolest up in the building
Coolest nigga you feel me
Nah I'm slippin, when I'm sippin
Feelin like quite the ripper
I'm trippin over your picket
I never got me a ticket
I'll admit it, I ain't kiddin
Flippin if you a pigeon
My crib, it got an admission
You'll never keep my attention hoe
Shit, aint no fuckin Dimmadome aye
Aint no Dimmadome
Meet me at my granny home bitch
At my granny home
Meet me at my
Uh yeah
At my granny home
Meet me at my uh
I been cool, I been really cool
What you want to know
I'm bound to blow, I'm bound to fuckin blow
I'm back up on the road
When it warmer and they swarmin
Imma swat them either way
If you not my fuckin bae
I'm bout to send you on your way hoe uh
Now I did it
I got me a couple figures
My nigga I'm trying to live it
I'm pushin past all my limits
Uh uh
I'm a menace
I'm trying to stay independent
Coolest up in the buildin
Coolest nigga you feel me
Nah I'm slippin, when I'm sippin
Feelin like quite the ripper
I'm trippin over your picket
I never got me a ticket
I'll admit it, I ain't kiddin
Flippin if you a pigeon
My crib, it got an admission
You'll never keep my attention hoe
Yeah
Uh, niggas knockin knockin
What you want
This shit ain't no Dimmadome
Meet me at my granny home
Granny home, smokin dope to focus
What yo man be on
Plan b homie, need it cause we lonely
Where my fuckin phone
Zooted on the Zoom
Hot as shit up in the room
I been eatin really good
I'm bout to change my diet soon
I been cool with the crew
I ain't seen them in a couple moons
Need a couple rooms
And a couple uh bottles
Bring a couple uh models
Wonder if they like the Wallows
Only with it if they with it though
We not about to force them
I endorse them if they need a portion
Only be retorting
It rhetorical, it not important
Turn up my distortion
Uh uh
What you sportin
I got me the Rogue from Norton
Or Coeburn, it doesn't matter
I never had silver platters
Or spoons if you really thinkin
I'd be doin all this drinkin
Mean it like what you thinkin
Mean it like what you drinkin
Uh uh
How I did it
I got me a couple figures
My nigga I'm trying to live it
I'm pushin past all my limits
Uh uh
I'm a menace
I'm trying to stay independent
Coolest up in the building
Coolest nigga you feel me
Nah I'm slippin, when I'm sippin
Feelin like quite the ripper
I'm trippin over your picket
I never got me a ticket
I'll admit it, I ain't kiddin
Flippin if you a pigeon
My crib, it got an admission
You'll never keep my attention hoe
Shit, aint no fuckin Dimmadome aye
Aint no Dimmadome
Meet me at my granny home bitch
At my granny home
Meet me at my
Uh yeah
At my granny home
Meet me at my uh
I been cool, I been really cool
What you want to know
I'm bound to blow, I'm bound to fuckin blow
I'm back up on the road
When it warmer and they swarmin
Imma swat them either way
If you not my fuckin bae
I'm bout to send you on your way hoe uh
Now I did it
I got me a couple figures
My nigga I'm trying to live it
I'm pushin past all my limits
Uh uh
I'm a menace
I'm trying to stay independent
Coolest up in the buildin
Coolest nigga you feel me
Nah I'm slippin, when I'm sippin
Feelin like quite the ripper
I'm trippin over your picket
I never got me a ticket
I'll admit it, I ain't kiddin
Flippin if you a pigeon
My crib, it got an admission
You'll never keep my attention hoe
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Writer(s): Geonoah Davis
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