Timbs

[Intro - Hodgy Beats] Golf Wang MellowHigh, Dom Genesis You already know who I'm is, bitch Hey, show these niggas what's up, son [Verse 1 - Domo Genesis] Bring it on, I'm young and I'm back at it Exposing these whack cats as fast as a crack addict This nigga's a savage with nastiest bad habits Class act, we don't even chat with these rap faggots Sleepin' in a trap and drink 'til I'm mad ratchet Breathin' in hashish 'til I feel asthmatic Money, music, and fashion, tryin' to pull a hat-trick Game lookin' dry and I apply like chapstick Suck a fat dick, haters, abolish I hate to be honest, I even leave my haters astonished And like a wallet, easy when I reach in my pocket Y'all speakin' this nonsense And we don't even need to see when you drop shit We was in another country 'sleep when you dropped it Or fuckin' some foreign-ass freak when you dropped it I'm busy tryin' to see SportsCenter, the top ten You niggas is boxed in, you see that we locked in [Verse 2 - Hodgy Beats] Murderin', that's my hobby Don't shoot, you sloppy I'm clear like El Debarge with a drug charge I'm Michael Phelps smokin' to keep my lungs open Always talk with a trash-mouth Talk while takin' the trash out I'm deep in the game pussy, nigga you assed out And I'mma fuck her 'til she passed out in my glass house I cause ruckus. The fuck is that 'bout? Who let the mu' fuckin' cats out? I'm in your neighborhood smokin' wood for the greater good The greater good is on the greener side You see where I'm, headed in that direction, a nice selection Resurrection, after sex erection If any nigga think they shit premium I'll bring Speedy Gonzales out for an evening run Let you be my son Fuck a number stay with the beeper son And I got these Franklins to count, make sure Aretha come Yeah