DOMO GENESIS feat. Freddie Gibbs & Prodigy – Till The Angels Come

I let you niggas have your fifteen
But I’m running next
Don’t duck and run, I’m crushing this, son
Just fuck ‘em and nothing less
Used to hustle suckers for pack of gushers and dubs of sess
And now I puff some pounds every month
I don’t be fuckin stressin’
No need for up(ward) inflection
Got it(guide it) till there’s nothing left
Showing no contesting
I’m just laughing at who I’m up against
Buncha frail fucks, bitches with they tails tucked
Hope you ain’t thinking we believing the things you tell us
Hope you ain’t thinking bout some beefing cuz that’s a L brah
Wolf gang coming with that pack like a mail truck
Niggas can not stop me, Doms drops kamikaze
Outloud the chop to the top notch and got it bodied
Smoother than maserati, not in the novice lobby
Nigga watch me droppin that constant shit that you gotta copy
Show me that shit you be on, I already got it prolly
Nigga hella cocky on my hustle, don’t you fucking knock me

[Hook:]
Apply pressure from all angles
To go against it is dangerous
Maintain cause it ain’t no thing to us
You niggas claiming that famous stuff
We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

Applying pressure from all angles
To go against it is dangerous
Maintain cause it ain’t no thing to us
You niggas claiming that famous stuff
We just staying the same, stacking papers till the angels come

Ain’t no loving cuz a thug with multiple drug addicts
Rippin’ nigga automobiles with this automatic
Record label drop me, I drop the package to my knees
Flip on some catches, chop some ounces, now I’m even bigger
Stay by the whipper, that gangsta nigga — gangsta shit
Under surveillance, got federal agents at the get
They crackin’ say I’m movin’ things on airplanes
So spare me with the stress, I shot my load to some spare change
Them G packs, back in the streets — jack
Back in the spot that keep the smokin’ off their knee caps
Turning with these into regulars could get free shots
I got them duffels, bigger choppers than the police got
And them niggas know it, bigger shit I’m flowin’
I know they gon get me one day in the morning
So when I wake up I praise the Lord, roll up a blunt and fuck my bitch
Make that ass get up and whip it, a turkey, bacon and some criss
Nasty Gibbs
Make that ass get up and whip it, a turkey, bacon and some criss
Smokin’ dodo cu some jungle just got smoked over some priests
Play with y’all just like the west, I’m up for life cuz life’s a bitch

[Hook]

Baby girl tweekin’ on that moon rock
May I just keep it simple like it gon pop?
You let the champagne splash on the girl’s head
It ain’t a party till some champagne glass break
Get in that stupid dough, spittin’ that future flow
Grand poobah bars, the infamous large
This is how I do it, get this money, live large
My head is not a stairway for me, I fire arms
Thug out hittin’ super dope with the rap shit
From the saddle to the floor, all kind of charge
Counts of robbery, assaults and battery
I’m just a fellow with a talent for spillin’
This dog back at me, shit over these great beats
Police, Miami means the all when they got me straight to the pound box
Straight up, out well
Curl a nigga body up then peel off in a hot wheel
I thought I told you, these niggas never listen
I popped a Desert eagle off a naked bitch pissin’
Side of your car, I’m tryin’ to relax
But you push me to the limit, I’mma take you to the max

[Hook]

DOMO GENESIS – The Feeling

[Hook:]
It goes one for the doe two for the hoes
Nigga if you feel it how I feel it then
You need to go get it
We gon’ ride it from the bottom till we sitting on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin’
We winning

[Verse 1:]
My niggas illin we knew from the beginning
We would kill it
From penny pinching to Vegas city sinning
Went from chilling in Syd’s crib to first cabin tripping
Hittin bad bitches, too far to even catch feelings
Bitch I’m back wit it
Success make these bitches act different
Mad bitches chasin them model hoes and actresses
And if anybody ask we livin fast on the dash
Tryna blow up so fuck if a nigga crash
Click the ash, bitch we gettin blazed
Feelin’ like it’s seventh grade
Sippin’ champagne for the moments that we couldn’t save
Feel like my reign is only days away
So make a toast and lets celebrate to the paper chase

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
For the rush, it’s for the dream, it’s for the feeling, it’s for the moment
It’s for the victory; the reason I leave mess of my opponents
It’s for the hustle
And the grind and all the hours you ain’t notice
We be workin’ so hard and we be feelin’ like we owed this
It’s for the moment, bitch we own shit
That’s why we drinkin’ and we smokin’ tryna slow shit
Happy while we got it, cause the only thing we really know is
Right now, we the focus
When your days become your dreams and your dreams become reality
Sleep is obsolete because your mind is working rapidly
When people who laugh taking success as a causality
When you get that feeling like your vision is in fact in reach
I wish that feeling to all my bitches and all my niggas
I hope you realize our path; it may be walking with us
May all your pain be champagne, we all could live up
So when I roll up to celebrate you should spark it with us

[Hook x2]

[Outro:]
I bust mine for real, see this for real
It’s not a fluke, I really shoot
Don’t give a fuck, I ain’t no nice guy or nothin’
You know what I’m sayin’?
I’m nice to the bitches, not no nigga
Nigga come around me, you get hurt, anything can happen to you
You know what I’m sayin’?

DOMO GENESIS feat. Hodgy Beats – Tang Golf

Choose the sword and you will join me
Choose the ball and you join your mother in death
You don’t understand my words, but you must choose
So, come boy, choose life or death

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
What the fuck is being humble about? I got the flows
And the shows and the hoes and the clout, so what you talkin’ about?
Bathin’ Ape by the bundle, no campin’ out
With the camp put death to the trash y’all puttin’ out
I remember wearin’ them all red Vandals
Had them bitches ham when I jammed in a Ted Cambell
Since I was 16 I had dreamed of them red Lambos
Success ain’t open for me? I’m pickin’ the damn handle
For an example, I’m as hot as a damn mantle
Fire when I spit, shit drip like lit candles
Bitches lying and crying, I hit cancel
Hard on my hoes, I’m only nice on this pancel
Handsome passion with the calligraphy
And this is prolly an H now if it is a G
Free Earl I’m screamin’ ’til we get to see
Odd Future motherfuckin’ Wolf Gang history

[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
Eat a cock and cum mayonaisse ham sandwich
I do harm hammers relaxin’ on a hammock
Flow damage, understood more Spanish
I handle it, contain a rock cow Cambridge
Ever since I got my crew, David and Clancy to manage it
And cuttin’ through these tracks, Domo providin’ the bandages
Wolf Haley torch the flamethrower
Mike G, bitches askin’ him for money like he is the bank owner
Left Brain extract bitches mind and give ‘em left brain
Soft synths, hard drums, give your bird chest pains
Ask Syd where we at, she tell you where we goin’
To free Earl from the fuckin’ Samoans
If I was a pussy I would be Amanda Knox
Cause I’m homicide prone and I isn’t gettin’ caught
In a courtroom file ten council lawsuits
I’m fuckin’ a judge so none of the laws fall through

DOMO GENESIS feat. Hodgy Beats & Frank Ocean – SteamRoller

[Domo Genesis]
My money burn; synonymous to treatment of the fuzzy herb
I keep it G – in places you wishin you and your niggaz be
Salute the Gang, bitches cheerom loud for the winnin team
Bring it home, pull it out, break it down, roll it up
Smell it while we rolling down the street, you niggaz know it’s us
We got that fire, man you niggaz know whassup
King Zag papers, Juan the only nigga rollin blunts
Other than that, you lame niggaz is whack
Smoking on a J, while I’m smokin on a track
Cliche shit, stay way way far from basic
Kush cologne, I wear mines, no K-Swiss
Damn, all I get is high
and brains from a long-haired mistress prefer the skinnin light
Prejudice, marijuana evidence
Pipes, bong, vapes got me blown out my element, element

[Chorus]
Every single day I smoke (smoke) [4X]
I get high, I get high, grams of the greenbacks
I get high, I get high, grams of the green sacks
I get high, I get high, grams of the greenbacks
I get high, I get high, grams of the green sacks

[Hodgy Beats]
I grasp my intoxication, digital cinema, third dimension
I can’t move, verb suspension
Puttin my lips to the purp, hemp burns is tempting
Bitches in the studio, and we copped about a quarter
On the phone with her dad, I’m gettin high with his daughter
Euphoria, mouth cotton percent – a hundred
Many places I go, or I have went, I’m blunted
Weed you got it I want it, I want it if you got weed
T-T-H-H-H-H-C
Out of no eyes, I’m so high, hashish I can provide
In yo’ life, you gotta pick it up, cause I have no ride
When you arrive, I’ll be outside loitering
I hate potheads who front like they don’t blaze it
Your body needs Mary Jane nigga, it craves it
I welcome Mary Jane, she doesn’t violate
Inhale, exhale, feel the vi-buh-ra-tion

[Outro]
Smoke it up [3X]
Bitch smoke it up
Smoke up
Just smoke it up
Wanna smoke it up
Just smoke it up
Lady you can pass it to the right [5X]
Right now I’m tryin to take a hike
from the cloud, down, so pass it to the right
So we can be higher than a
Smoke it up
Bitch smoke it up
Come on nigga smoke it up
Shit, you gon’ smoke or what?
Alright then bitch smoke it up
Roll up to smoke up
Shit, smoke it up
I’m smokin up
Lady you can pass it to the right [6X]
Puff, puff and then pass it to the right
So we can be higher than a
Smoke it up
(Smoke it up) [2X]
Drop it, pass it to the right
Higher than a
Yeah

DOMO GENESIS feat. Smoke Dza – Power Ballad

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Money talks, so shut the fuck up and listen
You fuckin’ kids in intermission, I’m in pro-position
And you’re in no position, I’m itchin’ to close-in in it
Zone and kill it, close, conceal it, leave that bitch with no forensics
Bitch, it’s not a stain on me little homie
You don’t know me, better know your role Jebroney, little phony
Tryin’ to clone me, I’m my only
Like I’m Kobe in the post, you can’t control me
Spittin’ scriptures, niggas feel like I’m holy
Niggas know he bound to be a problem in this rap shit
I snap bitch, my stats went from average to classic
Went H.A.M. and did damage, y’all mans will get sandwiched
My plan is the planet where the middle of my hand is
Alpha male, you niggas do what you manage
I’m shootin’ for the stars, really feelin’ like I can’t miss
My flow is Australian money, bruh, you can’t rip
Keep it live, smokin’, gettin’ high until I’m dead, bitch

[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Right, KushedGod in this mu’ fucka
Right, I smoked the whole jar like oh Lord, au revoir
Girl scout cookie and not them little hoes, y’all
Talkin’ that west coast, I got it from my home boy
I hate green weed like Guru fans hate Solar
Got no respect for it like a grown man with a mohawk
Or a big mouth with no heart or a black bitch with a nose job
Just some shit I don’t go for
I don’t really give a fuck ’bout offendin’, just my opinion
Ill nigga, full off philepe chow an I’m ventin’
Tryin’ to gas this Asian broad for a BJ and a happy endin’
Still pitchin’ like I’m in the ninth innin’
I’m a closer, I’m Mariano with the flow, bruh
See me suited, five panels with the bears on ‘em
Every bar they Ric Flairin’ for ‘em, DZA

[Outro:]
Okay, I got a little somethin’ somethin’
We gon’ crush it down, roll ‘em up, and offer it to her
And see how she act about it, right?

DOMO GENESIS feat. Tyler, The Creator – No Idols

[Verse 1: Tyler the Creator]
Ladies and gentlemen, Wolf Hay and Domo Gen in this bitch
I mean the building, we came with planes and two Taliban kids
Some gasoline, me and Doms, we’re two talented kids
Bitch, I’m back like my jump on Jimmy Fallon’s ribs
Think I give a fuck? Axes get to hackin’ at dicks
Then toss salads while you swallow you a gallon of jizz
Man this rap shit is borin’, this tourin’ is tearing me a new asshole
I’m not even enjoyin’ the fruits of my labor
That’s cause I’m up ’til four in the morning recording, fuck it
If you think I’m a dick, you bitch then why don’t you, shove it
Up your fuckin’ ass, I mastered this shit like I’m, Grudman
Cuban chain tucked cause you know I don’t like, stuntin’
But since we’re on the subject, I’m good bruh it’s, nothin’
Lettuce in my pocket, salty niggas need to, catch up
You’re full of bologna if you do not think my, bread’s up
But let us get this cheese, you musta heard Rella
Never mind, you don’t even like sandwiches fella
And I’m still fuckin’ hungry, that’s probably cause I’m African
Domo thanks for giving me the gift to wanna rap again
Actually, fuck this, Adult Swim pays good
Loiter Squad season two, bitch I wanna act again

[Break]
Uno, dos, tres, quatro [x8]

[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
Liftin’ up like the collar of Kanye on College Dropout
To be honest, when I drop it I’m knockin’ the whole block out
Off the glass, even when it look good I still box out
Bitch regardless, I’m the hardest, pullin’ all of the stops out
Smellin’ like success, leave the room I bet it linger
Word slinger, oh it’s itchin’ I’m fixin’ the trigger finger
I don’t get respect it’s like somebody gotta die tonight
Type to hit my special five times in a title fight

[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]
Six in the morn, asthma flared and there’s snot in my nose
The needle got me sick, whatever robotussin will get it
I’mma dragon, I speak Portuguese and Spanish
I drive a wagon, momma said that I could be anything that I imagine
I wanna be successful by the age of twenty-one
Cause twenty-three’s too late, I’m done
I wool-knitted this purse and bullshitted this verse
But lucky enough the dick-riders will still go berserk
It’s No Idols, nigga
Domo Genesis

[Verse 4: Domo Genesis]
I got the game toe-touchin’ like it’s pigeon-toed
Put the homies on and flip it like reciprocals
Listen yo, quit the bitchin’, why you timid?
I got this shit controlled, boy I be the illest feel it in my soul
For all you know I’m ultimate soldier type, it’s a horror story
Reason you feelin’ worried, cause I’m the poltergeist
I’m the evil thought that’s approachin’ ‘em on the coldest nights
So when they ask me if I’m ’bout to kill ‘em, tell ‘em, “Show you’re right”
I got my focus right as you could fuckin’ see now
Plannin’ for my spot, make you forget it like you senile
Document my awesomeness cause I don’t like to freestyle
I like to hit the dougie while she suckin’ on my penile
Domo Genesis, what I tell them bitches I’m finished with
Spit the sickest shit, don’t put them tickets on your Christmas list
Get a glimpse of this probably make you go out and slit your wrists
Shit, watch these niggas just spaz on some schizophrenic shit
No Idols

[Outro:]
Our boy Al, everybody’s pal

DOMO GENESIS – Me And My Bitch

[Verse 1:]
I was like twelve when I took that inhale
I didn’t know how to feel I was just digging your smell
I don’t know what you did but fuck it, you did it well
Cause like ten years fell and I’m still under your spell
I even share you with my friends
Yeah its weird but you’re an oppurtunist
Baby girl, me an you, we’re a fucking unit
You’re my boo so when I pass you excuse the rudeness
I know you’re coming back, thats how we usually do it
I know you’ve been around forever but fuck it, I still love you
I’mma stand up for you when I’m square
Niggas judging you, you be here. Why I need you?
Cause you understand the hustle
All I ever want to see, I let nothing stand above you
How can I repay you for feeling so priceless?
Damn, you got me feeling like this
I’m going to spend it all on you, fuck the prices
And never ever leave you for that white bitch

[Hook x4:]
Its just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch

[Verse 2:]
Baby we have a bond that is not to be broken
And even though our relationship status is so open
Girl without you I’m alone, when I got you I can focus
That’s why each and every day, every hour I’m smoking
Lifting from my misery and drifting in my memories
They told me I should leave you but I knew that we were meant to be
I see you in my tendencies, THC the chemistry
I’ve been around the world and there is where you’ve been for me
If I could marry, it would be my honor
Forever me and you, Doms and marijuana
My loyalty for you has never been a problem
Cause you were even down when I hid you from my mama
You mean everything to me, if you leave I’ll be the saddest
Even if the feds say that you illegal, I’mma have it
I’m gonna let your love burn, cause I need it, I’m an addict
I might just even get you tatted

[Hook x4:]

DOMO GENESIS feat. Bob Marley – Last Roll

[Bob Marley]
Herb… herb is a PLANT
I mean, herbs are good for everyt’ing
Why, why deez people want to do so much good
for everyone, who call themselves governments
and this and that?
Why dem say you must not use the herb?
You see? What dem say, dem just say
“No you musn’t use it, you musn’t use it because
it make you rebel” … against what?
Against men who wan crave because dem crave
for the t’ings actually
Dem have, some material t’ings
and dem wanna captivate your mind until you say
“Well you have to work, and put in pension
and then keep it all” … so herb make you look
‘pon yourself and, instead of you wan’ work for the man
You want, you want, you want fi
You want fi every one of the man to
Not in the sense of “oh it is” but in the sense of
why should you have to bow to these things?
That means you’re your own man
and you’re first and your own yourself!
You do what you want to do
Anything people want to say about it they ain’t over here
Well I’ve been a rasta from ever since, you know
But, it’s not all that I’ve been a rasta, it’s
All line thinkin to grow
Cause what is is what is
From beginning to the end, you can never change
So let us rasta from creation

So herb make you look
‘pon yourself and, instead of you wan’ work for the man
You want, you want, you want fi
You want fi every one of the man to
Not in the sense of “oh it is” but in the sense of
why should you have to bow to these things?
That means you’re your own man
and you’re first and your own yourself!
You do what you want to do
Anything people want to say about it they ain’t over here
Cause what is is what is

[Domo Genesis]
Yo, even though I can’t see from the position which I’m standin
We gon’ make it to the top and we gon’ fuckin crash land it
See it in my dreams, I just finally understand it
I am livin this shit out exactly how my visions planned it
No time for that dormant shit, naw I’m high flyin
We gon’ get on this shit or we gon’ die tryin
But I got a lotta livin left, so I’m high grindin
My shades on through the night cause I can see my light shinin
What up though? Especially to the ones that really hate it
Shout out to the bitches comin ’round once we make it
I’m glad I could be around to see you up at your fakest
Assures me on what side of this shit I need to keep my placement
I’ll never let you niggaz get my soul
My heart is just another story that’s never been told
This ain’t no Drake shit, and that crying’s gettin old
I realized my faith, my decisions are getting bold
And love is time consumin, so these bitches get me cold
I apologize for the wait, now let them papers roll
Or maybe that’s just me, submerged behind the smoke
Promised momma I’ll do it, so fuck it, here it go
Make all these blogs and critics feel the young nigga flow
The floor plan left on the ground is where I drew it
I guess these the same grounds where I had to prove it
The shit I stress so much about, told you I’d do it
Yeah, Domo Genesis
And this was “Rolling Papers”
Hope y’all enjoyed me on my first one
Many more to come
Odd Future, Wolf Gang
Salute me gang
Yeah!
Peace, that was cheesy as fuck, I said peace
Alright, bye motherfuckers

DOMO GENESIS – Kickin’ It

I’ma fall through right after this interview
You should call your bitches up cause I’ma bring my niggaz through
We can kick it, baby, if it’s good with you
I’m tryin to get high, I can bring in like a zip or two
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
Ain’t tryin to fuck nothin up, nah, we just kickin it
My nigga Jason got cases of light liquor from last night
if you and your girls act right (heyyy!)
We can all get a little tipsy
I mean we ain’t gotta do nothin risky, we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
No need for trippin, we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we be kickin it
We just kickin it
You’re finger signalin, I’m listenin
Leap through the kitchen to a room I fall victim in
Before the gameplay, we do a little scrimmagin
No love involved, she know niggaz just kickin it
Yeah, she know that we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
She ain’t trippin, we just kickin it
That’s how it, when uh, when we kickin it
She not a groupie, not a hoe, she just a fan
whose boundaries are crossed simply because I’m the man
And for a single night, she pretends that I’m her man
It end in disappointment when I’m outtie when it ends
Cause that’s how it gets when we just kickin it
That’s not my bitch, no we just kickin it
No need to trip cause we just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
(You can’t handle none of this shit anyway!) We just kickin it
That’s how it gets when we just kickin it
Salute me gang apprenticeship
Where you can’t get no membership
Yeah, Genesis
Rolling Papers, nigga, hahaha
(He look like he ain’t got no stroke)
(That nigga.. is whack)
(Yeah, I can’t fuck with that)
(Fuck you! Fuck him!)

DOMO GENESIS feat. Earl Sweatshirt – Gamebreaker

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Fuck it two tears in a bucket
Cause these fuckers could never touch us
In the midst of the calm we bringin’ ruckus
Bitches nothing, end of discussion
I will be double clutching, leave a chunk
Looking slump, give a punk a fucking concussion
Why you frontin’ speakin’ nothin’ like a bad preacher
Rollin’ mad tree while you camping over your last reefer
Catch me backseat, he know, declining your rap features
Keep your beat and get your track ethered
Nigga careful what you rappin’ for
I’m gunnin’ at these rappers throats
I’m spittin’ raw, I’mma kill’em all but I be laughin’ though
Ashin’ in a champagne glass cause I’m irrational
I’m showing ass, shorty’s gettin’ gassed at all the cash I blow
Again I’m passin’ go laugh in a time of fashion
This rapper shit is my passion, no actin’ I make it happen
Look back at your wack reaction
Give me racks, ’bout to cash’ em
The stacks, you can’t imagine
Spark it a flash passin’

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
I am the coldest speakin’, you are a ho that’s decent
Lookin’ to hold and squeeze, and I’m schemin’ on dome and peacin’
Back to the olive garden, breaded like Paul McCartney
Beatle, and every time you see him know the armor sparkly
GNAW dog, he barking potty mouth, it’s probably cotton
Closet full of army fatigue buckets and dirty Kostons
Flirtin’ with the blunt before I lick it
She fillin’ out her curves and she can serve as an apprentice
Rollin’ blunts, rollin’ sleeves when I dirty up the ditches
And never servin’ dick the week she finishes her sentence
Nigga, bet that rhetoric offensive like I’m
Yelling, never timid; this the Frigidaire freezer shit
Feel the glare heating shit, Golf Wang leader pit
Burn trees: cedars, piss off, flipped cross
Put the three in six, tight as skin when the needle prick
O-F, never present tense, eat a dick, bitch

DOMO GENESIS – Fuck Everybody Else

Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about

No mercy for the weak
You found yourself too deep
Now reversin back through the creek
Quit bitchin’ on your words birds and rehearsing what they preach
I walk with purpose in these streets
This ain’t no nervousness in me
I heard it first that they was sleep
Well I hope this shit is Tempurpedic
So you can feel real comfortable while I fucking lead it
I’m prone to kill, I’m now feeling like it’s open season
Don’t hail over me bitch I’ll tear your heart into fucking pieces
Stuffing marijuana in the broken cigar
Crack the sunroof I like to feel close to the stars
Used to be shy, and now I’m like the biggest boast in the yard
Too close to y’all, there ain’t no hope in approaching me dawg
Feelin’ like a villain in the city
Puffin’ sticky, sippin’ sizzy
Word to Juicy bitch, I’m trippy
The exclusive bitch that’s with me, making sure my drink ain’t tippin’
While I’m hangin’ out in the back like the nigga that killed Biggie
Young Doms and I bleed ice water
But if a bitch get me in a right mind, I might offer
One night, let her shine one time then lights off her
I’m hard, you niggas bark loud and bite softer
Teeth marks all in my style, that might cost ya
Broke jaw leave you a light talker
I roll dope and I ignite often
It’s no mercy for the weak
If you sleep I hope you make it through the night partner

[Outro: Left Brain]
Yeah motherfucka
Don’t sleep on my nigga Doms, my nigga
Y’all niggas don’t even know my nigga
We out here
Fuck everybody else nigga
It’s Wolf Gang nigga
Shouts out to my nigga Alchemist
We out here
Bangin’ nigga
It’s Left Brain motherfucka
Yeah nigga, Left Brain said it

Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about

DOMO GENESIS feat. Earl Sweatshirt, Vince Staples & Action Bronson – Elimination Chamber

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Yo, um, yo
Oh so cocky, you can’t stop me in this old Versace
Nigga watch me in the streets like it’s roller hockey
Your bitch is floppy, givin’ sloppy while she call me papi
Takin’ the doggies right to the face like she Kobiyashi
You niggas’ flow is washy, I’m gettin’ mines dry cleaned
Tight seam, it might seem, I’m sellin’ bitches pipe dreams
Hi fiends, I’m back with a bag of them packed white things
My nikes clean, I see these niggas hatin’ through my ice blings
I’m a bad motherfucker, I ain’t use a rubber
Super lover, so soon you say hello to your newest brother
The truest colors what I bleed, but you ain’t seen enough of
Nigga leakin’, you gon’ have to go see the deacon you stupid sucka
Young Dom, say you old niggas should wrap it up
You wack, focus back on the craft, you hardly rap enough
The fattest blunt and death to that pop-hop, I ain’t ask for much
And stop askin’ for the collabs cause all you bastards suck

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
This that thirty deep, it’s Saugus shit, fire starter, squadron
Dodgin’ coppers since, ask her why she droppin’ cuz, it’s probably cause
He prodigious, pay the rent easy, leave the bank cheesy
And bass leave your face greasy, artisan, paint easy
Thick bristle type nigga on a bitch steez
Stanzas diesel like Vic Tanny on a fritz, whoops
System overload, itchin’ for a foe to poach
Spittin’ like the engine on a motherfuckin’ motorboat
Gold glisten under overcoat, missin’ all
Affection for these niggas, redirectin’ all these niggas
Very literal, type to sip the Mickeys out of cereal
Drunk and drivin’, twisty, how he end up in the swimming pool?
Hundred stand against me, I’m a menace void a villain, sue me
Drivin’ into fences cause I hit the whip a little woozy
Bitch I’m busy cruisin’
‘Scuse me

[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
Can’t even walk up in the church without these niggas tryin’ to testify
I live to die, better that than to live a lie
I rap better than most these rap veterans
Hard-headed and hopeless, hope that God let us in
Momma didn’t wanna give birth to a nigga
Should’ve murdered a nigga, I’m a cancer to the youth
Automatics out the roof, 380 with the weave in it
On site, scary as prom nights with Carrie
Or car rides with Berry, that’s Halle not Brent
Shootin’ like Brent and his brother, doin’ what daddy had did
Niggas want Grammys and shit, that’s funny to me
Cause since the first take it’s been about money to me
I’m just tryin’ to get what Diddy got
Doin’ what got Biggie shot
They told me that I wasn’t shit, but left me in a litter box
Give it up and get a job

[Verse 4: Action Bronson]
Uh, get a job bitch
I’m like the boss from the end of the Nintendo game
My brain is on another level, I can feel the Devil’s pain
Only address me by my reverend name: the good doctor
The good author, good brain in a good Porsche
Dancin’ drunk in dress pants like I’m a hunk
Backflip in a jacuzzi, forty floors inside the Trump
Front-flip into this high yellow Chinese bitch’s rump
Then she make me chicken broccoli for lunch
I roll a joint like a Motumbo arm- I’m high cousin
Every time I roll the dice it’s five hundred
When I order wine, it’s nine hundred, French chefs kneel before me
End of story take a shorty to the sortee
That’s the bathroom, you already know what happens there
I pull my swimming trunks down, she suck me through the boxer
While I’m wearin’ flip-flops
Shit’s real, grip the wheel, lift steel
That’s it

Woo, fuck yeah, hello
Fan fare, bravo, encore
Thats’ a wrap

DOMO GENESIS feat. Mike G – Drunk

Yeah… Domo Genesis
“Rolling Papers”
I’m high as fuck on this one, heh heh
Yeah… [coughing] yo

[Domo Genesis]
Maybe it’s all this smoke in me that’s loc’n me, got me thinkin ocean deep
Always want it close to me, I’m driftin in this potency
If you niggaz cool, then ain’t no one in here as cold as me
Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike fuckin G
Appropriately fuckin beats, MP3s all in my sheets
Bustin on the bitches, wipe me down and put it on repeat
Hot shit like Mexicans sittin on toilet seats
And I’ma keep it G cause that is all I had a choice to be (Wolf Gang)
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 bouncin in like Flubber (nigga what?)
Sweet shit, we spit, these is, Reese’s Pieces
Sweet hit, we shit, these bricks, we disrespect
Fuck a beat
I’ma be sick, Domo G shit, fuck with me

[Chorus]
I’m drunk, rollin through the interstate
Peddle to the metal on these bitches while they niggaz hate
I’m buzzin, this is how it goes in my life
Fuckin all these niggaz’ hoes while you masturbate
I’m tipsy, wild as I want to be
About thirty feet deep darin any nigga to fuck with me
I’m fucked up, drinkin off this beer umm
Nigga I’m drunk

[Domo Genesis]
I swear, last year they ain’t know about Domo, bro
Now they all lined up for the Domo show
I don’t 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 waitin
for my season and watch them crops start flakin
If I’m awakened, more than likely I am bakin
Watch the world fall into my hands, I am Hatian
I just got a dollar and a dream
I mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam
Man I’ve been on the scene with the hardest of the teams (whattup)
Me and my goals, ain’t no stoppin in between (nope)
I gotta keep it clean, I’m fly by any means (what else)
High in the air on a Rocket, Yao Ming
Middle finger up, fuck what y’all think (fuck you niggaz)
Middle finger up, fuck what y’all think (uhh)

[Chorus]

[Mike G]
See we beyond def, so for respect O.F.’ll never need a pass
Far from the average that the most will probably see me as
I’m elevated, these niggaz don’t want to step up
I spit bullets see that’s a real audio tech, huh?
But I ain’t aimin, don’t let it hit you
and have me lookin’ for a place to put the bodies when I’m through
He bluffin, I might shoot – fuck it I’m like you
cause then again, a gun ain’t the weapon I might choose
I’m a regulator, a hater decapitator
Just after sunset it’s murder on a elavator
So, be scared when you see them Wolves mobbin
After all you prima donnas like Hoskins
Trompin, no lust I, give no warnings
Stil ill, will, kill, I’m stompin
Hot boxes don’t stop my nigga I gotta fight on
Rasta Mike G, I’m a lion, right on

[possibly Tyler]
Yeahhhh
This is, what you put your favorite shit on to
Cruise around the city, wit’cho bitch
Roll a J to it, and enjoy life
“Rolling Papers,” Wolf Gang

[repeat 2X progressively going slower]
I don’t know ’bout what you heard about cash, but
My niggaz 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, homey we gon’ ride slow
Odd Future, I shoot ya, die slow

DOMO GENESIS – Dreams

Now if I see it in my dreams,
Is it for real, somebody tell me what it means
Sometimes it ain’t really what it seems
Cuz this could all really be a dream
Is it a dream?
Is it a dream?
Am I living what I’m seeing in my sleep?
Or is my imagination tripping off some weed?
Is this all the shit I really need?
In my dream, is this a dream?
Will my dreams make it past here?
Or will I always try to do better than last year?
I’m not afraid of what the future brings,
but this a dream, a vivid dream
It’s in my dreams
I already see it in my dreams

DOMO GENESIS feat. Spaceghostpurrp, Earl Sweatshirt & Action Bronson – Daily News

[Verse1: Domo Genesis]
My flow is crispy, hundred dollar bills
I tend to not care how niggas feel
Say what the fuck I want, bitch I’m ill
Keep it real, I ain’t feeling you niggas I’m killing you niggas
Mentally rich before I sign a deal on you niggas
I get it crackin, while you niggas all rapping in whack fashion
I’m calling niggas’ numbers on action that’s Kat Stack-ing
Track hacking, cutting slack that can’t happen
Any cat easing up on the plan, ya man scratching
I ain’t parler-ing with these rap niggas
I’m in the spot, rolling pot getting plots to get my racks bigger
Any feature, on sight Doms attack nigga
Taking champagne to the brain like fuck it, bad nigga
Play your lane I’ll be speeding down the runway
Nigga keep it raw like wrestling on Monday
Chest out, not giving a fuck to what a punk say
I know some hood niggas like Ross that’s with the gunplay

[Hook: Earl and Action]
Stay tuned, six Goonies in a whip
Straight Hoochie only blew me cause I’m rich
Shit, we swerve ships
Medicine that burns lips, earn chips
She only blew me cause I’m rich
Where he at? [x4]
In your city where them niggas carry gats
Sperrys kicked up, it’s a ferry cruise
Fuck around, leave your family on the daily news

[Verse 2: Spaceghostpurrp]
I be the Don, believe me
Making your girl tease me
Pitch-black lokes I dedicate it to Easy
Pocket full of cheesy same color Luigi
Dead presidents, the resident is breezy
Funky is a fall I ball and call shots
In your girl’s spot like cars in parking lots
The block stay hot like Floridian weather
Thinking that it’s not? Then try dying in leather
Better yet, ninja turtle I’m the shredder
Attacking every rapper with my shadow black reaper
Keep her, creeper, kidnap you from the cipher
Eliminate competitors, the verbal lyric sniper
Phonk kill you, then I kill you too
Thinking and drinking and tweaking like Purrp is that dude
Mysterious I’m killing the game so fuck the fame
Confusing rappers with the mystical maze
To make them lame

[Hook]

DOMO GENESIS feat. Tyler, the Creator – Clear Eyes

[Domo Genesis]
Damn, I never pictured this
I’m so high this shit’s ridiculous
… Where did I put my shit?
Wait, wait, okay, here it is
As I light this place up
Just me alone so the joints get faced up
Floatin through the stars, my whole night’s all spaced up
And my thoughts tryin to build my place up
Phones buzzin so I reach and try and read it
But my vision’s kinda blurry so I really can’t see it
Somethin important, it might be it
or maybe a bitch that I don’t need, shit
Close my eyes and the shit that I’m seein
is the reason that I be in the moods that I be in
… Damn I’m really baked
I can’t tell if I’m asleep or I’m awake [door knocking]
I’ll just sit and wait (Domo! Nigga)
Yeah, I’ll just sit and wait [more knocking]

[Tyler, the Creator]
Nigga, open the fuckin door nigga!
Sheeit, we got shit to do
Come the fuck on, it’s cold nigga

[Domo Genesis]
Let me try to sober up
Throw some water on my face, only if it’s cold enough
Confidently wipe it on my shirt
Lookin in the mirror like – that ain’t work, damn

[Tyler, the Creator]
Domo! Open the fucking door, what the fuck are you doing?
It’s not funny no more, I’m cold as fuck nigga
I ain’t got no inhaler nigga
Sheeit! Open up

[Domo Genesis]
Okay I’m comin
Walkin to the door and I seem to notice somethin
The floor is just a cloud of smoke and I’m runnin
Reachin at the end of the cloud and I’m jumpin
Flowin through the air just about to hear somethin
Feel a lil’ shake and my body start buzzin like

[Tyler, the Creator (Domo)]
Nigga, you good? (Yeah I’m cool dog)
Talkin in your sleep and shit nigga
You trippin (Shit, my bad)

DOMO GENESIS – Cap n’ Crunch

I got sixteen, sixteens and if I’m right, one more song and I’ll be at seventeen again like Zac Efron (Damn)
You punk motherfuckers get stepped on and I’m best on any beat that I take a mess on
I see right through you like you got mesh on a hard body, beyond the dead I get my flex on
The best one, my name gets spoken ’bout cuz I spit crack verses that bring smokers out
So know your route filled with unleaded as I escort this beef to death like the paramedics
Yeah I said it, everything thing I touch is deaded Tyler directed the funeral and this just got beheaded
Forget it, the killer’s in the booth and I’m drunk off this serum so all I spit is truth
And I don’t really rap I am panic on this muse, how you get killed using verbally abuse
It’s dead, somebody call the coroner this is what it sounds like when Domo Genis cornered you (Ha)
You’re gone, knife to the neck just for respect, bitch this is OF
Yes I’m crazy, I’m a bastard, all I spit is dirty like pornographic rappers
Stop, you’re dead honey, cuz I eat you all up like I was Ted Bundy
No funny, where the fuck you bunchin? I’m a serial (cereal) killer come get your Cap n’ Crunch (Bitch)

DOMO GENESIS feat. Tyler, the Creator – Buzzin

[Domo Genesis]
Niggaz wishin I’d fail
They got a better chance with quarters in wishin wells
Brains refused them but still wishing them well
Elevated thoughts, but you can see from the smells
Fast living and ash flickin
Parties with bad women fashion and, big cash spendin
I’m passin them, car with no gas in it
Bitches fall in love overnight they passionate, pass the shit
Nothing but big kush joints
Love me cause I’m Rose Bushing, lyrics got a good point
Rap it how I live it, live it how I’m rappin
Promised last year I’d dent it, now it’s cracking
Makin shit happen, lil’ nigga, big dreams
Take the game double player like I got split screens
Smoke big trees, and count big cheese
Hands to the hairline, salute the whole team, yeah

[Tyler, the Creator]
Told y’all niggaz y’all wasn’t ready, nigga
Domo Genesis is killin all you niggaz
Niggaz “Rolling Papers” in this motherfucker
Smokin weed, fuckin bitches, and eatin cereal nigga
Domo, hit these niggaz off real quick
Yeah

[Domo Genesis]
Cause swag sales we are born rich
Hit ‘em in they head with shots, cum like porn flick
Horse flick like boards went, liquors get portioned
Louis Vuitton checkers printed, on some board shit
Cords get plugged in in a rush, no endorphins
Blazin ’til it’s done, when it’s done, bring some more in
Steady gettin blown, bitches know mighty comb
Light skin, long hair, bored then abort them
Sicker than St. Jude’s, chemo get spit at
Got good ways with cuss words and syntax
Big stack, shitted on, no elax
Thirst-ass bitches want watered down, so relapse
This where your bitches’ll be at
Hand on hairline, make sure them niggaz see that
This where your bitches be at
Hand on hairlines, make sure them niggaz see that

[Tyler, the Creator]
Niggaz ain’t fuckin ready, nigga!
Told y’all niggaz “Rolling Papers” coming in this motherfucker, nigga
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All
Don’t give a fuck, nigga
Now roll that joint up
Smoking good with this shit right here nigga, yeah
We ain’t fuckin playing with these niggaz man
You think we fuckin playin, nigga? Fuck that

DOMO GENESIS – Prophecy

[Verse 1:]
It’s heavy as Heaven I’m working like 7-11
And my thoughts getting hectic, in need of a blunt and excedrin
Niggas gon’ hate but it’s only nature so fuck it I let ‘em
Shit, I’m just focused on the goal cause’ I know where I’m headed
If I could help it, I’mma die a legend
Live a wild life, die hard, and let my children tell it
Shit, I’m closer to my dreams, bruh, I can even smell it
So close sometimes I even notice that my friends are jealous
Whoever knew it’d be this hard, breaking in on this rap shit
Left college to try to feed momma so I can’t quit
In the midst of these niggas just flakin’ like they dandruff
I’m a real nigga, break again and check my stance bitch
Pinky ring blingin’, I got the juice now
Ball in my court so sport’s playin’ the truth now
Let a nigga loose, now you fools sayin’ he too wild
I’m a new child who turn booths into Nuketown
This is prophecy nigga

[Verse 2:]
You determine what your future holds
So get up off that bullshit you niggas on, make a husle, get this dough
I knew ten years ago this nigga’s flow was meant to blow
Now I’m in my zone and you niggas slow, I’m shiftin’ go
I’m never lookin’ back, in fact I’m driftin’ on a different road
Still stickin’ to the script, you niggas will never get my soul
I don’t make records for radio play, nigga no
But still the inspiration for niggas who ever lived it bro
You can make it nigga, just get your mind right
And get your grind tight and attack whenever the time’s right
Even non-patients still blinded by the limelight
Waitin’ for the moments I been hopin’ like my whole life
I’m ridin’ nigga, ’til the world ends
With a gang of kush and my favorite girlfriend
Days are seemin’ like I’m caught up in a whirlwind
I’m puttin’ work in and I ain’t even catch my first win

[Outro:]
Be not afraid of greatness
Some men are born great, some achieve greatness
And others have greatness thrown upon them
William Shakespeare

DOMO GENESIS – All Alone

[Background Voice:]
Um só coração, um só pensamento
Subirá até vós
Um só coração, um só pensamento
E todas as dores se acalmarão

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
I ain’t got no fucking friends
Trusting these niggas? You better pissing in the wind
Keep opening your circle so big you’ll never win
Especially getting in and they begin to pretend
Like they in to the end, they grin being jealous a sin
That’s why I ride alone
I’m in the highest zone
Cause I don’t need a shoulder
I need a microphone
I’m getting high alone
Would spend my nights alone
I ride to die and whip that bitch until the tire’s gone
Can’t even pimp it in my kicks don’t even try them on
You would diminish in the instances that I have grown
Inside my mind it’s like a firestorm
To cross my boundaries get fired on
You know your rights and wrongs
Peace to my fam, it’s O.F until the planet blows
I’m so loyal I can’t even understand it yo
Even though they every where I go
I’m still feeling like I stand alone
I feel so damn alone
(OOPS)In front of a couple thousand kids that I never seen
To see them nod they heads is a fucking dream
And even though everything is still everything
I steadily feel like it ain’t really what it fucking seems
The game is just a bunch of pretty walls
After initial; now the cheating niggas begin to see his flaws
I see within my friends the drama that this shit can cause
And that’s not the reason we got into this shit at all
We’re all alone seeing the power of this platform
Trying to get a little shine off of these rap songs
That’s just how it goes
It doesn’t last long
If we can stay tight we got it to fall back on
Our journeys are all different
Bunch of different plans, but we share the same vision
See it ass you see it, I don’t pay it attention
I’m advancing my position feeling like a solo mission
I’m alone
Ain’t nobody handing me shit I got my own
O.F is the fam and that’s it we stand alone
Even though my camp is legit I feel alone
Why do I feel alone?
I feel so damn alone