DOME FOOL
[Intro: Sample, Producer Tag, Tec]
Dead at your dome, fool
Point be atoned right
Heheh, Matt Swain on the track
Head at your dome, fool
Point til you- point then yo
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
[Hook]
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
I keep my aura exclusive
I stay recording the new shit
I want my squad in the building
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
[Verse]
The young fool critics, but I do not listen
Uh, cause I'm on a mission, yeah
I be claiming on riches, yeah
I don't need no assistance here
What I wanted, I did it bitch
And they wanna be me, huh
But they can't cause I'm different, huh
They be switching like flows
Don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch or a ho
Kick-ass Sativa [?] to my soul
And I'm gripping a heater equipped with a pole
Getting that dough and I flip it some more
Breaking the bread got me winning some more
And don't speak to us in a federal tone
[?] hit your neck like it's fucking cologne
Y'all complaining 'bout these hoes but you done woke up in 'em
I ain't complaining 'bout no hoes 'cause I just be fucking 'em
End of the rainbow found the gold, I'm getting it double in
You can't be arranging us so close, I'm on some other shit
[Interlude]
My [?]
I was 10, been respected with this pen
[?] I collect and then I spin
I found a Tec on my behalf
These hoes depressed 'cause it's the trend
Yuh, these hoes depressed 'cause it's the trend
[Hook]
Ay, groupie stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
I-I- I keep my aura exclusive
I stay recording the new shit
I want my squad in the building
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
Ay, yeah
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
Ay, yeah
I don't like thots cause they nuisance
Yeah, ay
[Outro: Tec, Matt Swain, Producer Tag]
Fucking a ho on the telly
I put a hole in your belly
Put your hands up
Ay, everybody put they fucking hands up
Everybody put your fucking hands up!
Ay, what the fuck, Tec?
You scaring the hoes away, bro
We can't have you scaring the hoes away, bro
This is my fucking telly, bro
Agh!
You and Swain got the deal
Dead at your dome, fool
Point be atoned right
Heheh, Matt Swain on the track
Head at your dome, fool
Point til you- point then yo
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
[Hook]
Groupie, stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
I keep my aura exclusive
I stay recording the new shit
I want my squad in the building
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
[Verse]
The young fool critics, but I do not listen
Uh, cause I'm on a mission, yeah
I be claiming on riches, yeah
I don't need no assistance here
What I wanted, I did it bitch
And they wanna be me, huh
But they can't cause I'm different, huh
They be switching like flows
Don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch or a ho
Kick-ass Sativa [?] to my soul
And I'm gripping a heater equipped with a pole
Getting that dough and I flip it some more
Breaking the bread got me winning some more
And don't speak to us in a federal tone
[?] hit your neck like it's fucking cologne
Y'all complaining 'bout these hoes but you done woke up in 'em
I ain't complaining 'bout no hoes 'cause I just be fucking 'em
End of the rainbow found the gold, I'm getting it double in
You can't be arranging us so close, I'm on some other shit
[Interlude]
My [?]
I was 10, been respected with this pen
[?] I collect and then I spin
I found a Tec on my behalf
These hoes depressed 'cause it's the trend
Yuh, these hoes depressed 'cause it's the trend
[Hook]
Ay, groupie stop messaging me
I got these stressors on me
You see a Tec in your jeans
But not enough flex, not for free
I-I- I keep my aura exclusive
I stay recording the new shit
I want my squad in the building
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
Ay, yeah
I don't like hoes cause they nuisance
Ay, yeah
I don't like thots cause they nuisance
Yeah, ay
[Outro: Tec, Matt Swain, Producer Tag]
Fucking a ho on the telly
I put a hole in your belly
Put your hands up
Ay, everybody put they fucking hands up
Everybody put your fucking hands up!
Ay, what the fuck, Tec?
You scaring the hoes away, bro
We can't have you scaring the hoes away, bro
This is my fucking telly, bro
Agh!
You and Swain got the deal