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[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] A fan'll spot me like a fucking giraffe I'm schoolin' niggas, cool it nigga, I ain't fucking with class Countin' cheerios, I ain't talkin' cereal You pussy niggas venereal, it's that time of the month I spark in the dark like I'm lighting a blunt Slide up in a drunk cunt and give her what she don't want I'm smokin', she's snortin', I'm pimpin' like Jordan My bitches' assortments,I make 'em important Yo bitch more like, "Umm, aight"; Nigga, mine is gorgeous No chicken head, I'm gettin' head while gettin' bread I live instead to make your life a living dead, get it? Yeah I'm like a riverbed with a vocab, my technology is programmed To smoke grams, go ham, this just one of my slow jams Pull the Dom Perignon and the ace of spades Get drunk on you bitch mades, lemonade Bittersweet, I ain't in the hood but I'm in the streets Just ask my name, bitch [Hook] You know my MO, extra'd out ammo My fingers ticklish like elmo Maharishi camo, you lil' niggas nano The first move since the chicano Quasadilla with the carne asada Viva Zapatas, I fiend for the ganja That's me, pack it in the bowl with golden spoons Put the stems in hot water like you're holdin' shrooms [Verse 2: Domo Genesis] Fuck your fuckin' assumptions, I get it bumpin' like acne on a pre-teen Puffin' mean green 'til my world feel like a green screen Started off a nightmare, now I fuckin' eat dreams They be fiendin' for the shit that we bring, we the redeem team Bars like sing-sing and I'm about to spring clean these scenes I was born to run, Bruce Springsteen Son of a bitch and a half, trick, I spaz shit Nine lives left to react bitch, you catnip Swag sick, turn a snobby ho into a bagged bitch Swag like it's crack on deck, the fiends backflip Lay that wack shit in a casket Bum ass raps with no point like a cracked wrist And I've been at it for a year and a half Fast motion, same lane, gearin' the gas And I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, all I'm hearin' is trash I fuck with gettin' paid nigga, all I'm hearin' is cash, bitch [Hook]