Produced by: Tyler, The Creator Maybe it's all this smoke in me that's loking me got me thinking Ocean deep Always want it close to me, I'm drifting in this potency If you ****** cool, then ain't no one in here as cold as me Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike ****ing G Appropriately ****ing beats, MP3's all in my sheets Busting on the b*****s wipe me down and put it on repeat Hot s**t like Mexicans sitting on toilet seats And I'mma keep it G cause that is all I had a choice to be **** 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 bouncinh in like Flubber Sweet s**t, we spit, these is, Reeses Pieces, sweet hit, we s**t these bricks We disrespect, **** a beat, I'mma be sick, Domo G s**t, **** with me I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate Peddle to the metal on these b*****s while they ****** hate I'm buzzing, this is how it goes in my life I've been on these ******' hoes while you m********e I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be About thirty feet deep daring any ***** to **** with me I'm ****ed up, drinking of this beer all I swear, last year they ain't know about Domo, bro Now they all lined up for the Domo show I dont need much give me beats and an ounce of dro My main *****, we just sit and watch the dollars grow Like a hate plantation, and I just been waiting For my season and watch them crops start flaking If I'm awake then more than likely I am baking Watch the world fall into my hands, I'm patient I just got a dollar and a dream I mean a wallet full of green and a pocket full of steam And I been on the scene with the hardest of the teams Me and my goals, ain't no stopping in between I gotta keep it clean, I'm fly by any means High in the air on a rocket, Yao Ming Middle finger up, **** what y'all think Middle finger up, **** what y'all think I'm drunk, rolling through the interstate Peddle to the metal on these b*****s while they ****** hate I'm buzzing, this is how it goes in my life I've been on these ******' hoes while you m********e I'm tipsy, wild as I want to be About thirty feet deep daring any ***** to **** with me I'm ****ed up, drinking of this beer all See we beyond def, so for respect O.F. will never need a pass Far from the average, that the most will prolly see me as I'm elevated, these ****** don't want to step up I spit bullets see thats a real audio tech, huh? But I ain't aiming, don't let it hit you And have me looking for a place to put the bodies when I'm through He bluffing, I might shoot, **** it, I'm like you Cause then again gun ain't the weapon I might choose I'm a regulator, a hater decapitator Just after sunset its murder on an elavator So, be scared when you see them wolves mobbing After all you prima donnas like Hoskins Tromping, no lust, I give no warnings Still ill, will, kill, I'm stomping Hot boxes don't stop my ***** I gotta fight on Rasta Mike G, I'm a lion, right on I don't know 'bout what you heard about cash, but My ****** get money, ***** 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 *****, she like I know Yeah, homie we gon' ride slow Odd Future, I shoot ya, die slow