Domo Genesis Ft. Tyler The Creator - Whole City Behind Us Lyrics

Domo Genesis Ft. Tyler The Creator - Whole City Behind Us Lyrics

I’m From The City Of Niggas That Get Grizz-Ills And Bitties
With Really Shitty Cosmetically Hit Titties
It’s, Dope Is What I Been Spark, Second Then My Pin Start
Bringin’ Back That Crack Shit Like Amy Wine’s Skidmarks
Now Sit It In A Pamper, Yonk Went Viral
Price-Up A ‘Preme Camper, Now I Got A Buncha
White Bitches, Tour Bus Lookin’ Like A Fuckin’ Hamper

Dick Went Postal Now My Passport Is Stamped Up
See If White Kids In Fuckin’ Europe Understand Him
Radicals The Anthem, Turn The Fuckin’ Amps Up
Hot Shit, It’s Mosh Pits, Stage Dive, Crowd Surf
Lookin’ Like I’m Throwin Fuckin’ Tantrums
Thanks To Label Crackers Now I’m Ballin’ Like It’s Cancer
Cause Being Broke Is Uncool, Buddy, Get Your Aunt Fucked, Golf Wang
(Goblin Was A Disappointment) Yeah, Right

Shit Dropped, I Bought A House That Night
While You Was At Home Leavin’ Comments Tryna Pay Ya Bill
I Was On Tour Makin’ Some Grands, Findin’ Time To Kill
Wakin’ Up In Different Countries Sayin’ “Yo, This Is Real?”
Yes It Is, Awesome, Got Another Fuckin’ Check Again
Crossin’ That Mainstream Border Man I Am Such A Mexican

Now My Exes Be Textin’ Me Up To Give Me Neck Again
I’m Too Fuckin’ Busy With The Rap Game, ‘Preckin It
Evident, That I Need My Muthafuckin’ Medicine
But I Don’t Spend All My Fuckin’ Money On The Therapist
Ever Since, My Fuckin’.. I Don’t Wanna Fuckin’ Talk About It

Domo Genesis - Glory (Redux) Lyrics

Domo Genesis - Glory (Redux) Lyrics

it’s mr. smoke-a-lot-of-pot
bathing ape accessories, i’m wearing camouflage a lot
i’m a fucking soldier, thought i told you we’d be on the top
slow grind on and off the clock
give me a sec, i’ll get a model bitch to swallow cock
got these white girls everywhere screaming “domo rocks!”
put it down beautiful, 360 tomahawks
every nigga say he sick, i think it’s just a kind of cough
that shit give me a headache and ripping beats is my tylenol
making massacres of every single beat i’m rhyming on
bitch, i been raw since i popped out them vagina walls
better cuff that bitch, cause i’ll break your baby mama off
drink the last hit of kool aid like “nigga, i’m the boss”
bitch i’m getting paid, fuck whoever told me not to floss
was struggling for a minute, my shit is just finally poppin off
swag on 100, bitches on my fucking cock and balls

i tell em “hang out” cause i ain’t really got time to stall
bitches give me numbers but i don’t really have the time to call
i’m focused on this money, give me everything
i want it all. i’m what goes up: if i get higher
then i’ll never fall. whole gang run this shit
i guess it’s like a marathon
super skywalker, it’s apparent that i’m very gone
young but i’m not playing with these niggas like eddie long
feels like i’m really getting better after every song
so i’mma have to keep dropping this shit until i’m on the throne
swear i be doing everything that’s in my fucking songs
keep it real g, and i put that on my fucking ?
been a while since my first, you’ve been sleeping for too fucking long
said we’ll fall off, but boy were you fucking wrong
so let me set it straight: winning is my fucking fate
grab a bottle, celebrate. roll that bomb and detonate
insta-classic every track, every time i defecate
homicide: add another line to my resume