Drunk

[Verse 1: Domo] Maybe it's all this smoke in me that's loking me got me thinking Ocean deep Always want it close to me, I'm drifting in this potency If you niggas cool, then ain't no one in here as cold as me Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike fucking G Appropriately fucking beats, MP3's all in my sheets Busting on the bitches wipe me down and put it on repeat Hot shit like Mexicans sitting on toilet seats And I'mma keep it G cause that is all I had a choice to be Fuck lovers, play fight with rubbers Wolf Gang I hunt her, then feed it to my brothers Eat big for supper, scrape plates of butter All to keep that green bouncinh in like Flubber Sweet shit, we spit, these is, Reeses Pieces, sweet hit, we shit these bricks We disrespect, fuck a beat, I'mma be sick, Domo G shit, fuck with me [Hook] I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate Peddle to the metal on these bitches while they niggas hate I'm buzzing, this is how it goes in my life I've been on these niggas' hoes while you masturbate I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be About thirty feet deep daring any nigger to fuck with me I'm fucked up, drinking of this beer all [Verse 2] I swear, last year they ain't know about Domo, bro Now they all lined up for the Domo show I dont need much give me beats and an ounce of dro My main bitch, we just sit and watch the dollars grow Like a hate plantation, and I just been waiting For my season and watch them crops start flaking If I'm awake then more than likely I am baking Watch the world fall into my hands, I'm Hatian I just got a dollar and a dream I mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam And I been on the scene with the hardest of the teams Me and my goals, ain't no stopping in between I gotta keep it clean, I'm fly by any means High in the air on a rocket, Yao Ming Middle finger up, fuck what y'all think Middle finger up, fuck what y'all think [Hook] [Verse 3: Mike G] See we beyond def, so for respect O.F. will never need a pass Far from the average, that the most will prolly see me as I'm elevated, these niggas don't want to step up I spit bullets see thats a real audio tech, huh? But I ain't aiming, don't let it hit you And have me looking for a place to put the bodies when I'm through He bluffing, I might shoot, fuck it, I'm like you Cause then again gun ain't the weapon I might choose I'm a regulator, a hater decapitator Just after sunset its murder on an elavator So, be scared when you see them wolves mobbing After all you prima donnas like Hoskins Tromping, no lust, I give no warnings Still ill, will, kill, I'm stomping Hot boxes don't stop my nigga I gotta fight on Rasta Mike G, I'm a lion, right on [Outro: Hodgy] I don't know 'bout what you heard about cash, but My niggas get money, nigga get money I don't know 'bout what you heard about ass, but Domo Genesis got them honies, we got them honies They up in the jeep smoking hydro I'm like crazy bitch, she like I know Yeah, homie we gon' ride slow Odd Future, I shoot ya, die slow