Super Market Featuring Ace Creator-Domo Genesis

歌手 : Domo Genesis
专辑 : Rolling Papers
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:10

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TXT Super Market Featuring Ace Creator-Domo Genesis 文本歌词

Super Market Featuring Ace Creator - Domo Genesis
In this f**kin line at Ralph's
Buyin granola bars
Left my member's card
And now this sh*t gon' have an extra charge
This old b**ch in front of me buyin a color printer
TV dinners tampons soy milk paint thinner
So here I am
At the store for some chips
That I'mma pay for with dimes
Nickels and quarters and sh*t
And I'm still high so I'm tryna dip
But I'mma cut through the line to get outta this b**ch
What the F**K
Who the f**k this gay ni**a in fake Gucc
Drawin numbers whateva wood chain wid a Jesus
What the f**k you think you doin
Ni**a f**k you
I'm just eatin ruffles
Gotta lotta stuff fool
So why don't you f**kin wait
That stupid look on yo face
Don't make me shoot up this place
With light sabers and guns
And shoot caps and knee caps
To make it harder to run
And put your ankles in some boards
And pissy water for fun
Ni**a I'm a samurai
Cut your skinny a** in half
Look up at the aftermath
Blow some f**kin hash and laugh
I'm a f**kin ninja and a jedi and I'm from Compton
Better pick a better option 'fore these Nikes get to stompin
Chompin at your oxygen chords
You fat fake Keenan Thompson
Like a virgin cherry faggot
We could get it poppin
I bet you lock and drop it
Faggot b**ch you ain't from Compton
Dumbo ears you Mary Poppin with the piece that Gill was rockin
I will f**kin beat yo a**
Box logos through the glass
I'll hit you hooky like you skippin class
Lee would get the math
Oh really You're silly
Giving tip drills to nilly
Get them Ruffles no
Cause Kiara might kill me
Aw f**k this
I'm grabbin two kitchen knives
And stabbin this Ice Cube look-a-like
To show you a ni**a with attitude
Wait I heard about you
From that other ni**a Earl
How you traveled to Milan
And now only likes girls
I'll roundhouse you into a f**kin basket
Push you into an old lady baggin plastic
Hope you get the message
I will stomp you into potholes
And fill you up with shells
But you're used to eatin tacos
Oh a taco joke
Domo smoke
I heard your album sound like some
Sh*t a fake Wiz Khalifa papa wrote
I'm insulted sh*t
Damn somebody grab the Charmin
Nevermind these messages
Monica her ni**a
Swift maids switch blades
Made a big incision in him
Red dot his forehead
Cause Riley's into Hinduism
And hipsters who happen to be your listeners
Doobies roll your booty ho
Alexis know the truthy bro
Oh a Lexus
I drive that all around the western hemisphere
Like all of Kiara's ex's
And bet this
I'm a mothaf**kin monster
F**k talkin I'll stab you with this f**kin rocket launcher
When I cock the beam back
I'm aimin for Supreme hats
Go to hell I mean that
Burn you like green backs
You don't mean that you faggot
I'll get your back and I'll snap it
And strangle you with that f**kin leather jacket
Fall b**ch
Give me everything
I'm takin all this
And fleein the scene on Rufus
My evil walrus b**ch
F**k you I'm out
I'm high as f**k
And I didn't call for all this
I'mma get on my zombie sh*t
Wait here's my carcass