Bitches Lyrics

[Domo Genesis]
B*tch
It's the five-nine taper phase; sideline Laker game
High time save a page; they already know the name
Doms in this b*tch I mean it's real sh*t taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav

[Hodgy Beats]
Let me take my scarf off five-four-three-two-one b*tch
Hodgy bout to barf logs, I be spitting fire campin' makin' s'mores
My flow be tramping like you whores, I'm suicidal f*ck the door
I'm and if but and or

[Domo]
B*tch what the f*ck is you talking bout if you ain't getting no money huh
Broke n*ggas is talking loud I swear you n*ggas is funny bruh
We what the f*ck is up, 2012 clutch as f*ck
Fast lifestyle slow me down double cup

[Hodgy]
Old school vizzans, rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o'clock when your b*tch lands by six
She will be quicksand, who better than the next n*gga: this man
Pockets swell up like a sick gland killing your whole ambition
B*tch

[Domo]
My hat says high cause that's exactly how I feel b*tch
All I need is green grass and gold on my real b*tch
Watch me get it n*gga, I'ma sell it real quick
Hodgy drew the master plan and Domo hit the kill switch

[Hodgy]
I'm young fellow guy peddle by reppin' MellowHigh
Girlfriend never settles, why? Too busy in the meadows high
Out to Dena I'm fresh like I'm out the cleaners
Hardwood like an angry beaver, I'm nuts like my f*cking t-shirt
Get it?

[Domo]
A phantom you never hand a random rapper eating cannibal
She can't refuse so I let her drink it like it's Danimals
Handsome dude she wanna be with standing by camera crews
I let her snooze and dream cause none of them wishes tangible

[Hodgy]
I'm balling like Benjamin it's all about the Benjamins
That's why people acknowledge me and I ain't even friends with them
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Catch my fate I bang grenades and beat your face 'til it's off your throat

[Domo]
Please shut the f*ck up, let me put this sh*t to sleep
The sh*t he speak got him all antsy like it's Christmas week
Silly me, riding with several b*tches with slim physiques
And I'm tryna see lights cameras action like Mr. Cheeks

[Hodgy]
Army fatigue bake boxes for the league
No ghetto barrettes and weaves down to the sleeve for the fees
If packaged she'll be petite know how to roll up my weed
Her doing's doing the deed and she don't really need sh*t

[Domo]
They asking, Domo where you been? They feel they got ditched
Just look for the influence I be under that b*tch and
It's a headlock when it come to that grip
You ain't never met a motherf*cker done it that sick

[Hodgy]
I'm the best thing yet, I'm the next thing best
I bet I'll mess with presets and jet around all these vets
That don't know how to let go; this game is filled
with a bunch of grey hair dead souls
Promise 90 retro, ho

[Domo]
Hey y'all get out of he way cause I'm going AWOL
B*tch lay off the gas that they giving your head tank dog
Thinking that you better than me will get you taked off
You either gotta win or go home, b*tch it's the playoffs

[Hodgy]
More luxurious that a throwback with no low Jack no
driver but it got doormats
Zero to sixty in like 4 flat; you know any n*gga that own that
I ain't stuntin' I'm a youngin' me and my n*ggas we be thuggin'
At our shows that we be bugging groupie loving and we buzzing

[Domo]
So meet me in the trap; it's going down
MellowHigh leaning like the jaw of Bobby Brown

[Hodgy]
Cops arrest me for a DUI prohibition
We don't need y'all motherf*ckers to stop and listen
Golf Wang b*tch